Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up (Remix)

Is y'all to go up in here?
Aiight, pull the black down
We to rush the door
(Ah shit, your jewelry)
I y'all we was coming
Yo watch out
up

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

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

[Verse 1: Fingaz]

Who made black folks slam and they guns?
Who made da world bacdafucup in
Who made niggaz go out and shave head bald?
Who beat Dr Dre for a soul award?
Who da first rap u seen dive into da crowd?
Who originated screamin grimey sound?
Who had da last verse u were waitin for?
Well he's now u aint gotta wait no more?
STICKY FINGAZ! my is like an action flick
My solo coming out february da 6th
I got a question whats it all about in
I got a question who got da album 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 paid russel 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 than
Its real shit when thug want ya autograph
only 3 hot rappers thats out no lie
Lets see theres me, & I
I might flip out & bug da la gets in me
And go a nigga like Ja Rule did fifty
When I rhyme, I put on da spot
Recording in da same studio, 2Pac got
to da game new ideas
I cop more respect than u, I aint dropped an in 2 years

Black
Yo kick that old shit
That green

[Verse 2:

Came to change, smoke, da whole shit to bouncin
Announcing ya name to loud get u shut down
I vitallity cut down 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 in a blast of da mohcians
You is tweekin, I came to get some pussy & skate
I never debate, fake featherweights catch a nikel
Me & my niggaz seen da moves u 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 make there last
So pop ya collars & enjoy ya
Cos u aint tryin to see death & I tryin to see da clink
With the of a wrist, send you deep into the abyss
I don't pop Cryst', but will pop a with this

Up!
Yeah we all ya money
all ya bitches

[Verse 3: Method Man &

Yo Yo Im so hot to def
I'll probably get to death
Y'all niggaz wanna wit Meth?
Not on ya day
ya breath 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
Burnt da muthafuckin house before I left I
These ladies on da dance floor butt
My niggaz in da bathroom up

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

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

Black