Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck
(Malika)
Yeap, the diction is on
Causin' when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool, the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up with no

See that there, it's for this stickup on the hip
Peep the correct way to get your on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's quite
Wreck it and proper, if it's on I'm finsta to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe I'm fits to drop her
on poppin', representin' I keep stompin'
Throw up my fists like this when I'm mobbin'

I the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five drive
I'm deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide,
Like Chaka Khan, I tell you good
I'm Hi-C like Lee within tales from the hood
You need it, I'll it, baby, check the size
Have you down like Mary J. Blige
When it's poppin' like you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats like Howard

My squad is hard players and hustlers
No toleration, for fakers and
with me with all honesty
You get bombed rap songs constantly
Bumpin' G-15's, scene
Killin' the competition while a fuckin' green
So ring, around the rosie and mosey to the
And I want you to G

We bust and cuss and kick up
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to fuck us?
So what's the time? It's to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz I got

We and cuss and kick up dust
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? It's time to get
Why you bust rhyme? 'Cuz that's how I bail

Watch me, swallow nickel and shit five pennies
I'm the loc'est of them all though the rat is kinda
How many linny and think they can see me?
I'm from Compton where even in the summer niggaz beanies
Bustin' lyrics sharper than razor blades, it from head to toe
If shocked, then amazed
you see me at my stage show
For my show beat 'em up

40 Thevz gettin' busy, rockin' to coast
Dogs the rap, the hoes then rocks 'em up
Givin' it up for hip-hop victims how should I 'em and then pop 'em
For poppin' like to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of
'Cuz I been ruffin' and scuffin', so give it up when I'm
Or get to duckin' 'cuz I ain't given 'em
Fools can't get none, so 'em

Let me rock the mic
a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all night
I got jabs like a welterweight
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher
to get it crackin'
Went from to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
Some tried to play me for a punk

I had to have him lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner
Fuckin' a winner, number one contender top dog
Head nigga in charge runnin' a group of hogs
40 Thevz, Circle, Cat, and Crowbar
to put your daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to come in here with that
My crew see the and the hardest
So clear the path or get your ass bogarted

We bust and cuss and up dust
none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? It's time to get
Why you bust rhyme? 'Cuz I got skills

We bust and cuss and up dust
Don't none of niggaz want to fuck with us?

I peep game and get
Buyin' all the hard liquor, and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled cap the other way
Like a reversible Louis-Vitton belt and ain't nothin' crackin'
For them niggaz steppin' up with the funk, I'm packin'
I be earnin' stripes in tight bunches
All the homies nines, I carry rhymes in sucker punches
What? Tootsie, my knees bend

Just that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men often
over your coffin with an eleven shot loss
And John that Austin won't soften
You're and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
lofts men to New York and in between
So take caution, leave the flossin' for hygeine
Mental plus my gene equals nasty bastard
The raps be lung mastered takin' vinyl's

I run shit like Walter Payton
Niggaz player hatin' 'cuz I spoke like a
I kick the bass Ron Carter at the Carter
When C and B came
Blowin' niggaz up like when Mookie's ass got caught smokin'
Figure, stigma is lack of enigma
So bitch-ass niggaz step like the Delta Sigma Thetas

We don't give a fuck, better duck
39 deep in the back of truck
robbin' in the paint, fool think I ain't?
Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm rank
I rev like a motor float on like a to kick a style
Like Tical from to North Dakota
The ambassador of funk with amps in the
And it's time to rock a mic I won't be no punk

I death to the evil and power to the people
My name ain't Steve Miller but I fly like an
play me for a chump, I get around like Gump
And I got more con in my verse than
And you don't no motherfuckin' problems here
'Cuz I can round up a posse like Revere
whole crew'll get took out, turned out, shook out
Burned up a cookout, so fools better look out

out the penalty box
Sportin' a stockin' cap, cut off
And high-top striped socks
The freestyle fanatic psychosomatic at it causin' static
With lyrics as tight as a straight jacket
The in line but one of the first to get wit' cha
Bringin' more terror to MC's than a Michigan
Click, click boom, fuck your crew

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage
Socket you think you can fuck with mine in your wildest dreams
You best to wake up and
Niggaz penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I burn like
But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me a pair of Blu Blockers
The lyrical night stalker stalkin' at night in a of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my pistol tight
Dub-C, that from Westside mad circle

Ay man, ay ay, what's up
Uh, like loc, it's late, let's get the fuck up out of here
Are we out? Yeah, yeah, it
Fuck it, mad bitch