Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes to wreck
Hold up just a sec Coolio, I'm on
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' friction I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't 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 quite strong
Wreck it nice and proper, if it's on I'm to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, best believe I'm fits to her
Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I stompin'
Throw up my fists like this when I'm mobbin'

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

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

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

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

40 gettin' busy, rockin' coast 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' to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of nuthin'
'Cuz I been ruffin' and scuffin', so give it up I'm bustin'
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 champion
The pocket-pincher pistol-packin'
Quick to get it
Went from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a of mad men
a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
Some tried to play me for a punk

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

We bust and cuss and 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 rhyme? I got skills

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

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

like that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men often
Jaywalkin' over your coffin an eleven shot loss
And John wrecked that 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 for dental hygeine
Mental plus my gene equals young bastard
The raps be lung mastered takin' virginity

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

We give a fuck, fools 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 boat to kick a
Like Tical from here to North
The of funk with amps in the trunk
And when it's time to a mic I won't be no punk

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

Fresh out the box
Sportin' a stockin' cap, cut off
And some high-top striped
The freestyle fanatic back 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 than a Michigan militia
Click, click boom, fuck your crew

the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck mine in your wildest dreams
You best to up and apologize
Niggaz 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 pair of creased
Chuck Taylors, my pistol 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 out? Yeah, yeah, it
it, mad circle bitch