Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
Hold up just a sec Coolio, I'm on
(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, keep the strap up by the
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up no bullshit

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

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

My squad is hard with and hustlers
No toleration, for fakers and
Fuckin' with me with all
You get rap songs comin' constantly
Bumpin' G-15's, scene
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 and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us?
So what's the It's time to get real
Why you your rhyme? 'Cuz I got skills

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

Watch me, this nickel and shit five pennies
I'm the of them all though the rat is kinda skinny
How many linny and squidgy they can see me?
I'm Compton where even in the summer niggaz wear beanies
Bustin' lyrics than razor blades, catch it from head to toe
If you're shocked, amazed
When you see me at my 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 hip-hop how should I drop 'em and then pop 'em
For poppin' to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of nuthin'
'Cuz I been and scuffin', so give it up when I'm bustin'
Or get to duckin' 'cuz I given 'em nuthin'
Fools can't get none, so 'em

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

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

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

We bust and and kick up dust
none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?

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

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

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

We give a fuck, fools better duck
39 in the back of Wino's truck
Like robbin' in the paint, fool think I
Your is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank
I rev like a motor float on like a boat to kick a
Like Tical here to North Dakota
The ambassador of funk amps in the trunk
And when it's time to rock a mic I won't be no

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

Fresh out the box
a stockin' cap, cut off dickies
And some high-top socks
The freestyle fanatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics still as as a straight jacket
The last in line but one of the first to get cha
more terror to MC's than a Michigan militia
Click, click boom, nigga your crew

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck with mine in your wildest
You best to up and apologize
Niggaz penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I burn Parker
But anyway, half of y'all see me with a pair of Blu Blockers
The lyrical night stalkin' at night in a pair of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my grip tight
Dub-C, that nigga Westside mad circle

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