Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up (Snoop Remix)

Damn, is ready to go up in here?
Alright, the black mask down
We 'bout to rush the
Ah shit, your jewelry
I y'all we was coming
Yo watch out, word up

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist player, it up, huh
My in the cut coast, stick 'em up, huh
grab your shirts and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see your ass baby, it up, huh

My soldiers on the front actin' up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what? 'em up, huh
see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh

Yo Sticky Fingaz, out
I told niggas, yo come on

Hennesied up, play the cut, it up
Rag on my head, eyes lookin' half way
Brought my thugs to the club, off the street
I'm to my feet about a third of the week

Relax baby, don't spazz 'cuz he touched ass
I ain't say when your friend touched my dick
I see Brooklyn schemin', we all in the
But that's hip hop, we rap niggaz off the block

Is it me or is it hot in here?
I somebody 'bout to get shot in here
The mill guaranteed to clear the spot in here
And we ain't get searched kid, we got in here

Somebody bring me to the hoe suckin' in here
I think they trying to shut it down, I cops in here
I'm the hottest shit got this year
And all my niggaz rockin' rocks in here, on

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist player, it up, huh
My killers in the cut coast, 'em up, huh
Ladies grab shirts and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see ass, baby, back it up, huh

My on the front line actin' up, huh
Lemme see your guns, Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what? 'em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, Throw 'em up, huh

Black Trash, yo kick that old real
That Queens nigga

marshall said it's too packed, nigga fuck the law
And the guest list, niggaz 'bout to rush the
Got cats in ties and suits
We come through VIP and flies and boots

Everybody gettin' comped, I ain't paying no
Sticky Fingaz, I even pay attention
Love the that tweek and be liftin' it up
Love the freaks that creep and be it up

I got twelve inches, I'm hung
on my dick and three on my toungue
My manager, the bitch is Helen Wate
a free show? Nigga go to hell and wait

And if God only helped those that help
When I see somethin', I want 'em, I help
So unless you and me to a understanding
You gonna be under, and be standin'

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist player, it up, huh
My in the cut coast, stick 'em up, huh
Ladies grab your shirts and '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
Lemme see your guns, Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh

Word up, we takin' all y'a
We takin' all y'a bitches, what y'all thought it

I'm so hot to death, I'll get shot to death
Fuck who the cops arrest my killers is
Shoot up the club like Puff, duck
tucked, Timbs get scuffed

I pull a four-four from out of the
Up out it and beat, me not ridin' with heat
Jump out of the Jeep, a nigga out of the street
can creep thirty deep nigga, I'm out of your reach

Ain't nothing but killers next to me
I'm prejudice, I hate every colors for green
In the club, that's were my niggaz shop
When the hammer cock, we care who we box

So why you come to the club, what you it up?
Why you fuckin' with that chicken, was she it up?
Why you even cop jewels, you can't get stuck?
Why you say when, you ain't had enough?

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya player pick it up, huh
My killers in the cut coast, 'em up, huh
Ladies grab shirts and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see your ass, baby, it up, huh

My soldiers on the front actin' up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what? 'em up, huh
see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what? 'em up, huh

go, get it up