Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up (Remix)

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

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya player pick it up, huh
My killers in the cut go em up, huh
Ladies grab your and lift em up, huh
see your 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
see your guns, what throw em up, huh

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

[Verse 1: Fingaz]

Who made black folks and throw they guns?
Who made da world 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 into da crowd?
Who originated that grimey sound?
Who had da verse u were always waitin for?
he's solo now u aint gotta wait no more?
STICKY FINGAZ! my life is an action flick
My solo album out february da 6th
I got a question it all about in here?
I got a question who got da hottest album this
I everybodys album who came out this year
And I want my money back I got the hottest album this
Do u know how much universal paid simmons to buy me
interscope was havin biddin wars tryin to sign me
Do u think its all about da monney nah, nah, its more than
Its real shit when thug niggaz ya autograph
There's 3 hot rappers thats out no lie
Lets see me, myself & I
I might flip out & bug da la gets in me
And go stab a nigga Ja Rule did fifty
When I rhyme, I put on da spot
Recording in da same studio, 2Pac got
Bringing to da new ideas
I cop more respect than u, I aint dropped an in 2 years

Black
Yo kick that old real
That green

2: Xzibit]

Came to change, smoke, provoke da whole shit to
Announcing ya name to loud get u shut down
I cut down after da club close
up ya sunday clothes, with a snub nose
That's how it goes, Xzibit give a fuck u thinkin
for me is a week in a blast of da mohcians
You bastards is tweekin, I came to get some & skate
I never debate, featherweights catch a nikel plate
Me & my seen da moves u feelin mate
And all da bitches seen da that they should've ate
We multilate then vacate in da golden
Home of da place where niggaz usually there last mistake
So pop ya collars & ya drinks
Cos u aint tryin to see & I aint tryin to see da clink
With the flick of a wrist, send you into the abyss
I don't pop Cryst', but will pop a nigga with

Up!
Yeah we all ya money
takin all ya

[Verse 3: Man & Redman]

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

Carrying a black shottie walkin up da
Pick out ya dirtiest crew I can stomp in da mud (Who It?)
Cos when I scream when im pumpin a
Start airin out da room like im up
Doc u know da rukcus gonna get tonight

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

Black