Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Outta Here

You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell up out of
If you got someone, go get you a room at the Holiday Inn
If you got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door hit you on the way out

Niggaz was throwing rocks at the throne, and I got word of
The sequel to the Messiah, for I already murdered that
Niggaz hating on me, but at 'em the nerve of that
Nigga this ain't this type of beef, you can't the burger back
Burn it back into my pocket, I'm trying to it
Unless your keeps leaking, dick back in your socket
How does it feel, to you wasted your whole lifetime
your whole lifetime, just to worry bout mine
Gimik niggaz was dissing me, he was they was missing me
Came to replace and make history, B I made 'em
You could feel you real, because that feeling eventually
Gon shrivel up, when reality it into misery
And you niggaz is killing me, with wanna-be-me's
You a we bosses, the ones that funded c.d.'s
All gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please
You got me laughing, I'm asking if wanna be Steve
Harvey, no you're funny at all
Running the game not at all, you running your jaw
We grown folks, schoolers need to go run up the hall
Niggaz boring ignore him, and the dummy'll fall
My brother is my descendent, we a mile a minute
Hut-hut it's time to win it, I see you behind the
If you get there quit there, got ya lit playa
Blow in the air, for the Color Changin' Click g'yeah

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
Ha-ha a lot, appreciate it 'ppreciate it
Hey mayn, shout out to out there all the fans
That been down with a nigga, you know I'm saying
his whole career, watching him grow
Watch us it to that next level, we on our way baby
You know I'm saying up George Lopez, Juan Gonzalez
Sup mayn, y'all holding me down mayn
Shout out to my out there on the West, what up Balance
Ha-ha yeah ha, shout out to my niggaz over there on the East mayn
Selene what's up baby what's up dog ha-ha, Chamillitary mayn

Ladies and gentlemen, homie be on heroine
Victory for me, but he thought he would the narrow win
My aim is to blame, when I it inside the barrel and
Put the third eye on him, and do a lil' more than at him
Poet I know it, I miss the day Shakespeare
I'm a rider is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute truth, is just some niggaz can't hear
Mike don't here no mo', he got convicted he ain't here
How the you set fiction on the table, put truth aside
What you speaking my nigga, you can't me into my eyes
The Lord spoke the truth, and that just got him crucified
Y'all scared of the sharp dagger, you your truth for lies
Look me in my eyes, I ain't trying to spook ya
of the present the past, yep I'm the future
Soon as you speak the truth, all the haters will try to ya
But if you the truth, all pertrators will you Koopa
Martin Luther Koopa, many of 'em will listen
But if you can't take the heat, then get your hot ass out the
I heard from Makevelli, riding was the ambition
So I bomb on fake niggaz, like I'm in his position
Ay you tripping, naw I'm handling bidness
Raise my hand to the man, and my right hand is my
I got a fo' to the fizzle, that's sure to damage fitness
But it ain't really that serious, to tear you with stitches
P you acting suspicious, you me better than that
If it was for a false reason, I never react
But you know me better than rap, niggaz was telling me
So you can miss me publicity, if they telling me that never that

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
Thank you, I appreciate the support
But please take your seats, I'm not done there's more

In this world of falsifying, where niggaz be claiming real
Turn and tell you a lie, bout what he paid on his grill
Same nigga talk big, bout what he made on his deal
This ask me for advice, like they don't pay me Chamill'
Rappers really real, only a few of 'em ball
Pissy colored diamonds yep, I'm one of the few of 'em
Talking no piece and chain, and a few lil' cars
Four thousand or five thousand, for what you do as a
Now money in the vault, is the hardest part of the art
Knowledge got my crew smart, when my crew was apart
Chamillionaire you did 'em wrong, why don't you get a
If I it to you, would you see what it could do in the dark
Whether you like it or not, don't really to me
Cause most of the love I know keep, inside my family tree
So you can gossip, bout what really happened Hatta and me
Or you can gossip bout how so-and-so, way than me
It don't really matter to me, becuase I'm with it now
Maturity level that I'm at, isn't fun for a child
So set your mouse pad on the Internet, and punish my
Or set your Reeboks on the streets of Houston, me down
It's whatever I've better, at proving a nigga wrong
Tell Goliath I don't need rocks, to prove a lil' strong
So tell Watts, forget me I'm I'm in my zone
Property of Mike who, he here that lil' nigga gone

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
Ha-ha ok we gon chill out, we gon out mayn
We gon try to just keep it moving, you I'm saying
Focus on the music, give the fans to ride to
You know I'm saying, "The of Revenge" will be
One of the albums, to come out the South
And I put everything on that ha, let me give a couple out's
Shout out to Reid, up there at MTV2 I appreciate the love
Flex, Ke'noe, Killa Mike, Big Girl, Nancy
We gon shake haters off, know I'm saying ha-ha
Who am I forgetting, James 'sup up my nigga
'Sup my nig' ha-ha, O. Gizzle my nig'
I somebody gon say I forgot 'em but man
I'll get you on the go my nig', ha-ha