Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Up (Snoop Remix)

Damn, is y'all ready to go up in
Alright, the black mask down
We 'bout to the door
Ah shit, hide 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
Ladies grab shirts and lift 'em up, huh
see your ass baby, back it up, huh

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

Yo Fingaz, word out
I told y'all niggas, yo on

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

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

Is it me or is it gettin' hot in
I think somebody 'bout to get in here
The nine mill guaranteed to clear the spot in
And we ain't get kid, we got glocks in here

Somebody bring me to the hoe cocks in here
I think they trying to shut it down, I cops in here
I'm the hottest Universal got this year
And all my niggaz rockin' in here, come 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 your ass, baby, it up, huh

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

Black Trash, yo kick old real shit
That shit nigga

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

Everybody gettin' comped, I paying no admission
Sticky Fingaz, I can't pay attention
Love the freaks that tweek and be it up
the freaks that creep and be givin' it up

I got twelve inches, I'm well
Nine on my dick and three on my
My manager, the bitch name is Helen
Need a free show? go to hell and wait

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

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

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

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, niggaz'll
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, clear a nigga out of the
Nobody can creep thirty nigga, I'm out of your reach

nothing but killers boastin' next to me
I'm prejudice, I every colors except for green
In the club, that's were my niggaz jewelry
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, what you get stuck?
Why you say when, you ain't had enough?

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

go, get it up