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 diction is on
Causin' when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool, the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you us, I don't step up with no bullshit

See that there, it's clip for this on the hip
the correct way to get your pimp on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's strong
Wreck it nice and proper, if on I'm finsta to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe 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 with my drive
I'm deep like Denzel with my Tide, nigga
Like Chaka Khan, I tell you good
I'm Hi-C like Lee within tales from the hood
You need it, I'll feed it, baby, the size
Have you goin' down like Mary J.
it's poppin' like this you can't be a coward
Shorty fuckin' beats like Adina Howard

My is hard with players and hustlers
No toleration, for fakers and
Fuckin' with me with all
You get rap songs comin' constantly
Bumpin' G-15's, scene
Killin' the competition while making a fuckin'
So ring, around the and mosey to the Rosie
And I you to know G

We bust and cuss and kick up
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 rhyme? 'Cuz I got

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

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

40 Thevz busy, rockin' coast to coast
the most 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 when I'm
Or get to duckin' 'cuz I ain't 'em nuthin'
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 purse-snatcher pistol-packin'
Quick to get it
Went from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' a pack of mad men
a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
Some fool tried to me for a punk

I had to have him like lunch or dinner, he's just a
Fuckin' a winner, number 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 come in here that garbage
My crew see the dopest and the
So clear the path or get your punk ass

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

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

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

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be off men often
Jaywalkin' over coffin with an eleven shot loss
And John that Austin won't soften
You're lost and see arson, to exterminate the flyest like Orkin
lofts men to New York and in between
So take caution, leave the flossin' for dental
Mental plus my gene equals nasty young
The raps be mastered takin' vinyl's virginity

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

We give a fuck, fools better duck
39 deep in the back of truck
Like in the paint, fool think I ain't?
crew is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank
I rev like a motor float on like a boat to kick a
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 death to the evil and to the people
My name Steve Miller but I fly like an eagle
Don't play me for a chump, I get like Gump
And I got con in my verse than Chuck
And you don't no motherfuckin' problems here
'Cuz I can round up a posse like Paul
Your whole get took out, turned 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 socks
The freestyle fanatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics as tight as a straight jacket
The last in but one of the first to get wit' cha
more terror to MC's than a Michigan militia
Click, click boom, nigga your crew

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

Ay man, ay ay, what's up
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