Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up

Damn, is y'all ready to go up in
Alright, pull the black mask
We to rush the door
Ah shit, hide your
I told we was coming
Yo everybody 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
Ladies grab shirts and lift 'em up, huh
see your 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Black Trash, yo kick that old real
Queens shit nigga

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

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

I got twelve inches, I'm well
Nine on my dick and three on my
My manager, the bitch name is Wate
a free show? Nigga go to hell and wait

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

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 and lift 'em up, huh
see your ass, baby, back it up, huh

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

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

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

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

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

So why you come to the club, what you it up?
Why you with that 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 player it up, huh
My in the cut coast, stick 'em up, huh
Ladies your shirts and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see ass, baby, back it up, huh

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

go, get it up