Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up (Remix)

Is y'all ready to go up in
Aiight, the black mask down
We bout to rush the
(Ah shit, hide jewelry)
I y'all we was coming
Yo everybody out
up

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist player it up, huh
My killers in the cut go em up, huh
Ladies grab your shirts and em up, huh
Lemme see your ass baby it up, huh
My soldiers on the front actin up, huh
see your guns, what throw em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what throw em up, huh
see your guns, what throw em up, huh

Yo Sticky Fingaz, up
I y'all niggaz (black trash)
Yo on

1: Sticky Fingaz]

Who made black folks and throw they guns?
Who made da bacdafucup in '91?
Who niggaz go out and shave they head bald?
Who beat Dr Dre for a train award?
Who da first rap star u seen dive da crowd?
Who that screamin grimey sound?
Who had da last verse u were waitin for?
he's solo now u aint gotta wait no more?
STICKY FINGAZ! my life is an action flick
My solo album coming out da 6th
I got a whats it all about in here?
I got a question who got da album this year?
I brought everybodys album who came out year
And I want my money back I got the hottest this year
Do u know how much universal paid russel to buy me
Even was havin biddin wars tryin to sign me
Do u its all about da monney nah, nah, its more than that
Its real shit when niggaz want ya autograph
only 3 hot rappers thats out no lie
Lets see theres me, & I
I flip out & bug once da la gets in me
And go stab a nigga like Ja Rule did
When I rhyme, I put on da spot
in da same studio, 2Pac got shot
Bringing to da game new
I cop more respect than u, I dropped an album in 2 years

Black
Yo kick that old real
That green

[Verse 2:

Came to change, smoke, provoke da shit to bouncin
ya name to loud might get u shut down
I vitallity cut after da club close
up ya sunday clothes, with a snub nose
That's how it goes, Xzibit give a fuck what u
Everyday for me is a week in a of da mohcians
You bastards is tweekin, I came to get some & skate
I never debate, featherweights catch a nikel plate
Me & my niggaz seen da moves u feelin
And all da bitches da dick that they should've ate
We multilate vacate in da golden state
of da place where niggaz usually make there last mistake
So pop ya & enjoy ya drinks
Cos u aint tryin to see death & I aint tryin to see da
the flick of a wrist, send you deep into the abyss
I pop Cryst', but will pop a nigga with this

Up!
Yeah we takin all ya
takin all ya

[Verse 3: Method Man &

Yo Yo Im so hot to def
I'll probably get shot to
niggaz wanna rock wit Meth?
Not on ya day
Stoppin ya da M.E.F Way
Lets say we get off our chest
Let da tec
S.I. up in da joint I must confese I
down da muthafuckin house before I left I
These ladies on da dance floor butt
My niggaz in da bathroom up

Carrying a black walkin up da club
Pick out ya dirtiest crew I can in da mud (Who Want It?)
Cos when I scream when im a slug
Start airin out da room im vaccuming up
Doc u know da rukcus get brung tonight

Killa Bees says somebody gonna get tonight
Hit me, hit em up, stick me, em up
If we cant live it up, somebody give it up

Black