Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up

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

And I bring the bereavement, when you hit the
Police picked me up to talk but I wasn't
I the song that was sang from the birdie
when he whistled he was pushin' up that milk thistle, get it?

These stupid niggaz they playin' for keeps
These playin' for cheaps, they disobeyin' the streets
Never fear the inevitable, death come
And when your breath numb, you lookin' up to the sheets

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

Get up, 'cause nigga we'll lay you
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 Compton comin' back for the crown
So get up, you feel the pound
And your rest is short, we'll lay you

Black Air Force Ones, guns the Louis Vuitton bomber
It like I need armor
I a nigga one warning, 'cause if I get you shot
Then I'm and that's bad karma

I came to get my dip on, find me a round the way
In Gucci slip ons, I know you thinkin'
This ain't another diss song, why they bleep me and Quik
But Snoop and Dogg get they crip on

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

80 degrees, palm trees
Much too many dimes and too G's
Everybody about the B's and C's
Shit cost a chip, nigga bring cheese and

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

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