Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Off

You got to get up if you get

I hate people aint movin their shoes
And I hate everybody that I see not my groove
I like rhymes that be quick as we be the bar
But I hate everybody that dont like electric

And I hate people who think they can dose up medicine
Fuckin with and I twista show them the force
Id like to see somebody talkin get turned up a corpse
Only model with the ones got the wickedest drawers
Kick it with

But I hate phony ass people and I having no dro
And I bitchy-ass clubs that dont be havin' no bitches
That it down to the floor and I hate when I cant help somebody
And I hate I aint got dough, and I hate everyone feelin' twista
And prodigy music party music control

got to get up if you wanna get off

Keep your eyes open so I can stop you from
you feel try to see what youre thinkin'
Through the hole in your dome while Im my own
Get so cold in the zone Im destroying my

I can fill the fuckin room up with torture and
Lyrical is coursing my
Its the of terror from my era
that I scare ya because I hate yall