Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up

I'm gettin' my dirty, I'm blowin' my mid-30's
Niggaz they want me but, I'm in no hurry
Bullets flyin' in flurries, my gat don't
But I still one to carry

And I bring the bereavement, when you hit the
Police picked me up to talk but I worried
I remembered the song was sang from the birdie
'Cause when he whistled he was up that milk thistle, get it?

These stupid niggaz they ain't playin' for
These niggaz playin' for cheaps, they disobeyin' the
Never fear the inevitable, death come
And when your breath numb, you lookin' up to the sheets

I it comin' and I'm watchin' the drama grow
And enough to break the needle and thread where mama sewin'
I'm slow flowin', move back and forth a boa
Still hoes in 2's to the boat, like I was Noah

Get up, 'cause we'll lay you down
You don't be six feet underground
So get up, we don't around
You gotta watch your back when you town

Get up, you hear the sound
The Compton nigga's comin' back for the
So get up, you feel the pound
And your is short, we'll lay you down

Black Air Force Ones, guns under the Louis bomber
It ain't like I armor
I a nigga one warning, 'cause if I get you shot
Then I'm Tupac and that's bad

I came to get my dip on, find me a the way girl
In Gucci slip ons, I know what you
This another diss song, why they bleep me and Quik songs
But Snoop and Nate Dogg get crip on

The West gone, I'm from Compton
I know firsthand been holdin' it down for 10 strong
And Dre got 20 in, all you got to brag
Is a couple, and spinnin' rims

You wouldn't have a deal if it no Big
I did 106 and with no vid
How he get inside MTV with no
No Em, no Dre, I'm the hottest Jay

Get up, 'cause nigga lay you down
You wanna be six feet underground
So get up, we don't around
You gotta watch your back when you town

Get up, when you hear the
The nigga's comin' back for the crown
So get up, you feel the pound
And your is short, we'll lay you down

AMG nigga, Dirty West
Any time of the day, you might
up at the club, fightin' out on the beach
Here's a word to the wise, bring

the Bay to L.A., the S.D.
Niggaz slingin' of yay, pounds of weed
You need to catch up, 'cause I'm bound to speed
a car, any car, 24's to D's

And if you like what you see, let me know
I let you with the D back up at the mo'
I need a freak like you hoes be needin' money
7 days in the week and man they all sunny

80 degrees, tall trees
Much too dimes and too many G's
Everybody know the B's and C's
Shit cost a chip, bring your cheese and

Get up, 'cause we'll lay you down
You wanna be six feet underground
So get up, we don't play
You gotta watch back when you outta town

Get up, you hear the sound
The Compton nigga's back for the crown
So get up, you feel the pound
And your rest is short, lay you down