Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up

Damn, is y'all to go up in here?
Alright, pull the black down
We to rush the door
Ah shit, hide jewelry
I y'all we was coming
Yo watch out, word up

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya player, pick it up, huh
My in the cut coast, stick 'em up, huh
grab your shirts and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see ass baby, back it up, huh

My on the front line actin' up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh

Yo Sticky Fingaz, out
I y'all niggas, yo come on

up, play the cut, lightin' it up
Rag on my head, eyes lookin' way dead
Brought my thugs to the club, straight off the
I'm iceburg to my feet about a of the week

Relax baby, don't spazz he touched your ass
I ain't say shit when friend touched my dick
I see schemin', we all in the spot
But that's hip hop, we rap niggaz from off the

Is it me or is it hot in here?
I think somebody 'bout to get in here
The nine mill to clear the spot in here
And we ain't get searched kid, we got in here

Somebody bring me to the hoe cocks in here
I think they trying to shut it down, I cops in here
I'm the hottest shit Universal got year
And all my niggaz rockin' rocks in here, on

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist player, it up, huh
My killers in the cut coast, 'em up, huh
Ladies grab your shirts and 'em up, huh
see your ass, baby, back it up, huh

My soldiers on the front actin' up, huh
see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what? 'em up, huh
see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh

Black Trash, yo kick that old shit
Queens shit nigga

Fire marshall said too packed, nigga fuck the law
And the guest list, niggaz 'bout to rush the
Got online in ties and suits
We through VIP and button flies and boots

Everybody comped, I ain't paying no admission
Fingaz, I can't even pay attention
Love the freaks that and be liftin' it up
Love the freaks creep and be givin' it up

I got twelve inches, I'm hung
on my dick and three on my toungue
My manager, the name is Helen Wate
Need a free show? go to hell and wait

And if God only helped those that help
When I see somethin', I 'em, I help myself
So unless you and me come to a
You gonna be under, and be standin'

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya player, pick it up, huh
My killers in the cut coast, 'em up, huh
Ladies your shirts and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see ass, baby, back it up, huh

My soldiers on the front line up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what? 'em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, Throw 'em up, huh

up, we takin' all y'a money
We takin' all y'a bitches, what thought it was?

I'm so hot to death, I'll probably get to death
who the cops arrest my killers is rough
Shoot up the like Puff, niggaz'll duck
Chains tucked, get scuffed

I a four-four from out of the seat
Up out it and beat, me not ridin' with heat
Jump out of the Jeep, clear a nigga out of the
Nobody can creep deep nigga, I'm out of your reach

Ain't nothing but boastin' next to me
I'm prejudice, I hate every colors except for
In the club, that's were my niggaz jewelry
When the hammer cock, we care who we box

So why you to the club, what you livin' it up?
Why you with that chicken, was she givin' it up?
Why you even cop jewels, what you get stuck?
Why you never say when, you ain't had

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist pick it up, huh
My killers in the cut coast, 'em up, huh
Ladies grab your and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see ass, baby, back it up, huh

My soldiers on the front line up, huh
Lemme see your guns, Throw 'em up, huh
see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh

go, get it up