Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes equipped to
up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck
(Malika)
Yeap, the diction is on
Causin' friction when I up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob Gotti
Like the body cool, the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up no bullshit

See that there, it's for this stickup on the hip
Peep the correct way to get pimp on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's quite
it nice 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
on poppin', representin' I keep stompin'
Throw up my fists just like this I'm mobbin'

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

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

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

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

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

40 Thevz gettin' busy, coast to coast
Dogs the most rap, the 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 and scuffin', so give it up when 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
Smoke a whole 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 with a pack of mad men
a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
Some tried to play me for a punk

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

We and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz to fuck with us?
So the time? It's 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 want to fuck with us?

I peep and get recognized
Buyin' all the liquor, toothpick 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 up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
'Cuz I be earnin' stripes in tight
All the homies carry nines, I carry rhymes in sucker
Tootsie, my knees don't bend

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be off men often
Jaywalkin' over your with an eleven shot loss
And John wrecked that won't soften
lost and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
Stalkin' men to New York and in between
So take caution, leave the flossin' for hygeine
Mental plus my gene equals nasty young
The raps be lung 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 when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin'
Figure, your stigma is of enigma
So bitch-ass niggaz better step like the Delta Sigma

We don't a fuck, fools better duck
39 deep in the back of truck
Like robbin' in the paint, think I ain't?
Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm rank
I rev like a motor float on a boat to kick a style
Like Tical from to North Dakota
The ambassador of funk amps in the trunk
And it's time 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 like Gump
And I got more con in my than Chuck
And you don't want no problems here
'Cuz I can round up a posse Paul Revere
Your whole crew'll get took out, out, shook out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools look out

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

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

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