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 actually give a blood mob Gotti
the body cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up with no

See that there, it's for this stickup on the hip
Peep the correct way to get your on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's strong
Wreck it and proper, if it's on I'm finsta to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, best believe I'm fits to her
Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I keep
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 with my Tide, nigga
Like Chaka Khan, I you something good
I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee tales from the hood
You need it, I'll it, baby, check the size
Have you goin' like Mary J. Blige
When it's poppin' like you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' like Adina Howard

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

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

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

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

40 gettin' busy, rockin' coast 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 poppin' like to get I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of nuthin'
'Cuz I been ruffin' and scuffin', so give it up when I'm
Or get to duckin' 'cuz I given 'em nuthin'
can't get none, so fuck 'em

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

I had to have him like 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, MAAD Circle, Cat, and
to put your daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to in here with that garbage
My see the dopest and the hardest
So clear the path or get your ass bogarted

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

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

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

Just that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' 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 nigga like Orkin
lofts men to New York and in between
So take caution, the flossin' for dental hygeine
Mental plus my gene equals nasty bastard
The raps be mastered takin' vinyl's virginity

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

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

I bring to the evil and power to the people
My name ain't Steve but I fly like 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' problems
I can round up a posse like Paul Revere
Your whole crew'll get took out, out, shook out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better out

out the penalty box
Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies
And some high-top striped
The freestyle fanatic psychosomatic back at it static
With lyrics still as tight as a jacket
The last in but one of the first to get wit' cha
Bringin' more terror to than a Michigan militia
Click, boom, nigga fuck your crew

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

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