Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Up

Ace (Aye, get them up)
Gutta (Aye, get up)
(Aye, get up) chea
(Aye, get up) Gutta, Gutta, hey

1]
I got my drop top rolling and I'm heading to the mother
on that steering wheel, passenger's a duffel bag
Hundred in the Louis, confuse me with that other cat
Engine in the trunk jack, push it like a super
Automatic button pad, just to keep the top
red insides, Lamborghini fruit snacks
.22, that's I shoot, you know them bitches got a MAC
Back to the back of the 'Lac incase them pussy wanna jack
I keep that .45, turn you into Cabbage Patch
Hit you between the eyes and leave you like an alley rat
Hundred for the bracelet, them I'm like a magnet
Hit them with the swag, swinging with the Louis rag

Say I maybe gave a but I never gave a fuck
Rep your city like a G then put middle fingers up
I got the Eastside rolling, and the Westside
Southside rolling with me, and the Northside
Get them up (Aye, get them up)
You rep your city nigga, gon' it up

2]
And it go, eenie mini mo, catch me slipping never though
Know I keep full clip, come and get your super soak
Call me Mister Cinemax, shoot you a movie role
on the highway, let's see how fast the coupe can go
New fit the kid, they ship the shit from England
me in the foreign whip, climbing like the Ring-A-Lings
Yes, I'm on some other shit, don't who you fucking with
Yes, I keep that .45, you better keep a guard
Benz is in the parking lot, so you know the is hot
them we don't give a shit and motherfuck the other side
Bitch you I'm born to ride, H.B. on some murder minds
Open up the suicide doors, it homicide

3]
I got my black swinging, and I'm banging on some gutter shit
Just got me a spaceship, it from the government
White on white drop top, call that bitch the Cool
Had to blow the out, yeah I keep it ruthless
Know you niggas mad but tell them haters I does
Better quit that fussing, don't know what's in the
.45's a motherfucker, hit you and your
Think I give a damn, but I never a fuck
Got that oven heated up, and you looking like lunch
Take them heaters to your gut it's a million uppercuts
Then I dip off in the cut, and it up, who give a fuck?
Got that vodka in my cup, bring my to the front, what's up?