Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up (Remix)

Is y'all to go up in here?
Aiight, pull the black mask
We to rush the door
(Ah shit, your 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 shirts and lift em up, huh
Lemme see ass baby back it up, huh
My soldiers on the line actin up, huh
Lemme see your guns, throw em up, huh
see your guns, what throw em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what em up, huh

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

[Verse 1: Sticky

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

Black
Yo kick that old shit
green shit

[Verse 2:

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

Up!
Yeah we all ya money
takin all ya

[Verse 3: Method Man &

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

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

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

Black