Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

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

See that there, it's clip for this on the hip
Peep the way to get your 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 stompin'
Throw up my fists just like this I'm mobbin'

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

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

We bust and and kick 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 'Cuz I got skills

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

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

40 Thevz gettin' busy, rockin' to coast
Dogs the most rap, the hoes then 'em up
Givin' it up for hip-hop 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 give it up when I'm
Or get to duckin' I ain't given 'em nuthin'
Fools get none, so fuck 'em

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We don't a fuck, fools better duck
39 deep in the back of Wino's
Like robbin' in the paint, fool I ain't?
Your crew is on stank, why I'm pullin' 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 in the trunk
And when it's time to rock a mic I won't be no

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

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

It's the hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck with mine in your wildest
You best to wake up and
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 pistol grip
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