Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

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

See that there, it's clip for this on the hip
Peep the correct way to get pimp on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's strong
Wreck it nice and proper, if it's on I'm finsta to her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe I'm fits to drop her
Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I keep
Throw up my fists just like this I'm mobbin'

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

My squad is hard with players and
No toleration, for and busters
Fuckin' with me with all
You get rap songs comin' constantly
Bumpin' G-15's, Westside
Killin' the competition making a fuckin' green
So ring, around the and mosey to the Rosie
And I you to know G

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

We bust and and kick up dust
Don't none of niggaz want to fuck with us?
So the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? that's how I bail

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

40 Thevz busy, rockin' coast to coast
Dogs the most rap, the hoes then 'em up
Givin' it up for victims how should I drop 'em and then pop 'em
For poppin' like to get what I got, and I ain't got a lot of nuthin'
'Cuz I been ruffin' and scuffin', so it up when I'm bustin'
Or get to duckin' 'cuz I ain't 'em nuthin'
Fools get none, so fuck 'em

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then all night
I got jabs like a welterweight
The pocket-pincher pistol-packin'
Quick to get it
from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve Aladdin
Some fool to play me for a punk

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

We and cuss and kick up dust
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the It's time to get real
Why you bust your 'Cuz I got skills

We bust and and kick up dust
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?

I game and get recognized
Buyin' all the liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way
Like a reversible Gucci belt and ain't nothin' crackin'
For niggaz steppin' up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
'Cuz I be earnin' stripes in bunches
All the homies carry nines, I carry rhymes in punches
What? Tootsie, my don't bend

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men
Jaywalkin' over your coffin with an eleven loss
And John wrecked that Austin soften
You're lost and see arson, to exterminate the nigga like Orkin
Stalkin' men to New York and in between
So take caution, leave the for dental hygeine
Mental plus my equals nasty young bastard
The be lung mastered takin' vinyl's virginity

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

We don't give a fuck, better duck
39 deep in the of Wino's 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 on like a boat to kick a style
Like Tical from here to Dakota
The ambassador of funk with amps in the
And when it's to rock a mic I won't be no punk

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

out the penalty box
Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies
And some striped socks
The freestyle psychosomatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics still as tight as a straight
The last in but one of the first to get wit' cha
Bringin' more terror to MC's than a militia
Click, boom, nigga fuck your crew

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

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