Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Poppin

Crack, yeah, Scott Storch
Dirty, Crack,

It's two up in the girl
And the DJ playin' that
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now gon' do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

I said, two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ that song
Now gon' do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

I got black no limit American Express card
Mami you can get whatever you
I got that all-black Phantom, it's tinted on four sides
Go 'head kiss it, can't see us inside

Mami tell me do you like it, I know you it
It's written all over your face don't it
You like it, more I like it
So put it all over your face don't it

From rags to riches, club packed with
Had to bag digits, her head game was vicious
And we can get it poppin' in the
Don't be selfish ma, go ahead and it to him

Then we can all
It's like a million on my neck, got all of these bitches all
We pissy drunk off of
I'm up in V.I.P. and these are screamin', let me in

It's two up in the girl
And the DJ playin' song
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now gon' do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

It's two up in the now
And I'm tryin' to go wit'chu
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

Get it poppin', go 'head and it
It's written all over your face, stop it
Just drop it, more like it's hot
Kick in the do' the fo-fo messin' with Joe

Now this chick got an ass so fat in I
Put a on it and I came right back
She would never to a lame like that
In my ear screamin', how you got a name like

Crack, to Mike Jones
Say my name enough, I'm takin' you home
You know I walk I talk with
I sleep the chrome, one squeeze and you're gone

What I like, not takin' at least
Three to six out the club with me
Now we back to the pad, call it the fuck pad
'Cause all these bitches fuckin' with me, to 'em dirty

It's two up in the mornin'
And the DJ playin' that
Now what'chu do?
(Gonna get get get it boy)
Now gon' do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin')

it's two up in the mornin' and
Them niggaz try'n hate on crew
Nigga, what'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it boy)
Yeah, what'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')

Now when them doors swing open that awkward motion
call it, suicide, it's a suicide
And if them niggaz talk shit 'cause they drunk off that
commitin', suicide, it's a suicide

Let's get it my niggaz, cook, yo
I got a shotty my niggaz, oh,
I feel sorry for your mudda fucker, give a what you say
Spin head back, promote you on a videotape

two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ playin' that
Now what'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')
Now what'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')

It's four up in the now
And I'm to go home wit'chu
Girl, gon' do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')
What'chu do?
(I'ma get get get it poppin')

C'mon, yeah, it's Crack, gon' do?
Cafe [Incomprehensible], all my in there partyin'
All the party people across the
Ladies, "Things of Nature"