Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up (Remix)

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

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist 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 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

Yo Sticky Fingaz, up
I told niggaz (black trash)
Yo on

[Verse 1: Sticky

Who made folks slam and throw they guns?
Who made da bacdafucup in '91?
Who made go out and shave they head bald?
Who beat Dr Dre for a soul train
Who da first rap star u dive into da crowd?
Who that screamin grimey sound?
Who had da verse u were always 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 whats it all about in here?
I got a question who got da album this year?
I everybodys album who came out this year
And I want my money I got the hottest album this year
Do u know how universal paid russel simmons to buy me
Even interscope was biddin wars tryin to sign me
Do u think its all about da monney nah, nah, its than that
Its real shit when niggaz want ya autograph
There's 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
I rhyme, I put rappers on da spot
Recording in da same studio, 2Pac got
to da game new ideas
I cop more respect than u, I dropped an album in 2 years

Black
Yo kick that old real
That shit

[Verse 2:

Came to change, smoke, provoke da shit to bouncin
Announcing ya name to loud might get u down
I vitallity cut down da club close
Wettin up ya sunday clothes, with a snub
That's how it goes, Xzibit give a what u thinkin
for me is a week in a blast of da mohcians
You bastards is tweekin, I to get some pussy & skate
I never debate, fake featherweights catch a nikel
Me & my seen da moves u feelin mate
And all da bitches seen da dick they should've ate
We then vacate in da golden state
Home of da place where usually make there last mistake
So pop ya collars & ya drinks
Cos u aint tryin to see death & I aint tryin to see da
With the 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
all ya bitches

[Verse 3: Man & Redman]

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

a black shottie 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 like im vaccuming up
Doc u know da rukcus gonna get tonight

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

Black