Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a mob like Gotti
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, clip for this stickup on the hip
Peep the correct way to get pimp 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', 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 tell you something
I'm Hi-C like Lee within tales from the hood
You need it, feed it, baby, check the size
you goin' down like Mary J. Blige
When it's poppin' like this you be a coward
Shorty freaks beats like Adina Howard

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

We bust and and kick up dust
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 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 bust your rhyme? 'Cuz how I bail

Watch me, swallow this nickel and shit pennies
I'm the loc'est of all though the rat is kinda skinny
How linny 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, amazed
you see me at my stage show
For my stage show 'em up

40 Thevz busy, rockin' coast to coast
Dogs the most rap, the then rocks 'em up
Givin' it up for victims how should I drop 'em and then pop 'em
For poppin' like to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of
I been ruffin' and scuffin', so give it up when I'm bustin'
Or get to duckin' I ain't given 'em nuthin'
Fools get none, so fuck 'em

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all
I got jabs a welterweight champion
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher
to get it crackin'
Went from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve Aladdin
fool tried 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
Head nigga in charge with a group of hogs
40 Thevz, Circle, Cat, and Crowbar
Best to put daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to in here with that garbage
My crew see the and the hardest
So clear the path or get punk ass bogarted

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

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

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

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men
Jaywalkin' over your coffin with an shot loss
And John wrecked that 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, leave the flossin' for hygeine
Mental plus my gene nasty young bastard
The raps be lung mastered vinyl's virginity

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

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

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

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

It's the hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck with in your wildest dreams
You to wake up and apologize
Niggaz penetentiary me 'cuz I burn like Parker
But anyway, half of couldn't see me with a pair of Blu Blockers
The lyrical stalker stalkin' at night in a pair of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my grip tight
Dub-C, that nigga from mad circle

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