Luyện nghe bài hát Get Em Up

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

1]
I got my drop top and I'm heading to the mother land
Gripping on steering wheel, passenger's a duffel bag
Hundred in the Louis, don't confuse me with that cat
Engine in the trunk jack, push it a super pack
Automatic button pad, just to the top back
red insides, Lamborghini fruit snacks
.22, that's what I shoot, you know bitches got a MAC
Back to the back of the 'Lac incase them niggas wanna jack
Know I keep that .45, you into Cabbage Patch
Hit you right between the eyes and you like an alley rat
Hundred for the bracelet, attract them I'm like a
Hit them with the gutter swag, swinging with the rag

Say I maybe a damn but I never gave a fuck
Rep your city like a G then put middle fingers up
I got the rolling, and the Westside holding
Southside rolling me, and the Northside gon'
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 that full clip, come and get your super soak
Call me Mister Cinemax, you like a movie role
Hundred on the highway, let's see how the coupe can go
New edition fit the kid, they ship the shit from
Catch me in the whip, climbing like the Ring-A-Lings
Yes, I'm on some shit, don't know who you fucking with
Yes, I that .45, you better keep a body 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 doors, call it homicide

3]
I got my black flag swinging, and I'm on some gutter shit
got me a spaceship, took it from the government
White on white top, call that bitch the Cool Whip
Had to blow the brains out, yeah I keep it
you niggas mad but tell them haters I does this
Better quit that fussing, know what's in the pulpit
.45's a motherfucker, hit you and cousin
Think I a damn, but I never gave a fuck
Got that heated up, and bitch you looking like lunch
Take them heaters to gut like it's a million uppercuts
Then I dip off in the cut, and it up, who give a fuck?
Got vodka in my cup, bring my gangster to the front, what's up?