Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
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 actually give a mob like Gotti
Like the cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up no bullshit

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

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

My squad is hard with and hustlers
No toleration, for and busters
Fuckin' with me all honesty
You get bombed rap songs comin'
Bumpin' G-15's, Westside
Killin' the competition while making a green
So ring, the rosie 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? 'Cuz I got

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 to get real
Why you bust rhyme? 'Cuz that's how I bail

Watch me, swallow this and shit five pennies
I'm the loc'est of them all the rat is kinda skinny
How many 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 gettin' busy, rockin' to coast
Dogs the rap, the hoes then rocks 'em up
it up for hip-hop victims 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 ain't given 'em
can't 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'
to get it crackin'
Went jackin' 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 him like lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner
Fuckin' with a winner, one contender top dog
Head in charge runnin' with a group of hogs
40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and
Best to put daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to come in here that garbage
My crew see the and the hardest
So clear the path or get your ass bogarted

We bust and cuss and up dust
none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? I got skills

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

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

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

Coincidentally I run shit like Walter
Niggaz hatin' 'cuz I spoke 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, your stigma is lack of
So bitch-ass niggaz better step like the Delta Sigma

We don't a fuck, fools better duck
39 in the back of Wino's truck
Like 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 amps 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 ain't Steve Miller but I fly an eagle
Don't play me for a chump, I get around Gump
And I got more con in my than Chuck
And you don't want no motherfuckin' here
'Cuz I can round up a posse like Paul
Your whole crew'll get 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 psychosomatic back at it causin'
With lyrics still as as a straight jacket
The last in but one of the first to get wit' cha
Bringin' terror to MC's than a Michigan militia
Click, click boom, nigga fuck your

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over in your stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck with mine in your 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 a pair of Blu Blockers
The lyrical night stalker stalkin' at night in a pair of Khakis
Taylors, my pistol grip tight
Dub-C, that nigga from Westside mad

Ay man, ay ay, up Wino?
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