Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes equipped to
Hold up just a sec Coolio, I'm on
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the
That can give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool, keep the up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I step up with no bullshit

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

I killed the last, killed the ass with my drive
I'm deep like Denzel my Crimson Tide, nigga
Like Khan, I tell you something good
I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee tales from the hood
You need it, I'll feed it, baby, check the
Have you down like Mary J. Blige
When it's like this you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks beats like Adina Howard

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

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

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

Watch me, swallow this 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 wear
Bustin' sharper than razor blades, catch it from head to toe
If you're shocked, then
When you see me at my show
For my stage show 'em up

40 Thevz gettin' busy, rockin' coast to
the most rap, the hoes then rocks 'em up
Givin' it up for hip-hop how should I drop 'em and then pop 'em
For like 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 get none, so fuck 'em

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

I had to have him like lunch or dinner, just a beginner
Fuckin' with a winner, one contender top dog
nigga in charge runnin' with a group of hogs
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 bust and cuss and kick up
Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us?
So the time? It's time to get real
Why you your rhyme? 'Cuz I got skills

We and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us?

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

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

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

We don't give a fuck, fools duck
39 deep in the of Wino's truck
Like robbin' in the paint, fool I ain't?
Your is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank
I rev like a motor on like a boat to kick a style
Like Tical here to North Dakota
The ambassador of funk with in the trunk
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 name ain't Steve but I fly like an eagle
play me for a chump, I get around like Gump
And I got more con in my verse than
And you don't want no motherfuckin' here
I can round up a posse like Paul Revere
Your whole crew'll get took out, turned out, out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better out

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

the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck with in your wildest dreams
You best to up and apologize
penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I burn like Parker
But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a of Blu Blockers
The lyrical night stalker stalkin' at night in a of creased Khakis
Taylors, my pistol grip tight
Dub-C, that from 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 Yeah, yeah, fuck it
Fuck it, mad bitch