Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up

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

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist player, 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 guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh

Yo Fingaz, word out
I told niggas, yo come on

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

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

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

bring me to the hoe suckin' cocks in here
I think they trying to it down, I seen cops in here
I'm the hottest Universal got this year
And all my rockin' rocks in here, come on

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

My soldiers on the front actin' 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

Trash, yo kick that old real shit
That Queens shit

Fire marshall said it's too packed, nigga the law
And the guest list, niggaz 'bout to rush the
Got cats in ties and suits
We come through VIP and button and boots

Everybody gettin' comped, I paying no admission
Sticky Fingaz, I 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 well
Nine on my and three on my toungue
My manager, the bitch name is Helen
Need a free show? Nigga go to and wait

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ain't nothing but killers boastin' to me
I'm prejudice, I hate every except for green
In the club, that's were my niggaz shop
the hammer cock, we don't care who we box

So why you to the club, what you livin' it up?
Why you fuckin' with chicken, was she givin' it up?
Why you even cop jewels, what you can't get
Why you say when, you ain't had enough?

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist pick it up, huh
My killers in the cut coast, 'em up, huh
grab 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 guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what? 'em up, huh

go, get it up