Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up

Damn, is ready to go up in here?
Alright, the black mask down
We 'bout to the door
Ah shit, hide jewelry
I y'all 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 your shirts and 'em up, huh
Lemme see ass baby, back it up, huh

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

Yo Fingaz, word 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, off the street
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 your friend my dick
I see Brooklyn schemin', we all in the
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 guaranteed to the spot in here
And we ain't get searched kid, we got in here

bring me to the hoe suckin' cocks in here
I think they to shut it down, I seen cops in here
I'm the shit 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 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 your guns, what? 'em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh

Black Trash, yo kick old real shit
That shit nigga

marshall said it's too packed, nigga fuck the law
And the guest list, niggaz 'bout to 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
Love the freaks tweek and be liftin' it up
Love the freaks that creep and be it up

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

And if God only helped those help themselves
When I see somethin', I 'em, I help myself
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 killers in the cut coast, 'em up, huh
grab your shirts and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see your ass, baby, 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 your guns, what? 'em up, huh

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

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

I pull a from out of the seat
Up out it and beat, picture me not with heat
Jump out of the Jeep, clear a nigga out of the
Nobody can thirty deep nigga, I'm out of your reach

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

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

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

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

go, get it up