Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Outta Here

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

Niggaz was throwing rocks at the throne, and I got of that
The to the Messiah, for what I already murdered that
Niggaz hating on me, but look at 'em the nerve of
Nigga this this type of beef, you can't take the burger back
Burn it back into my pocket, I'm trying to it
Unless your mouth keeps leaking, dick in your socket
How it feel, to know you wasted your whole lifetime
Living whole lifetime, just to worry bout mine
Gimik niggaz was me, he was fake they was missing me
Came to replace and make history, B I 'em history
You could feel like you real, that feeling eventually
Gon shrivel up, when reality it into misery
And you niggaz is killing me, your wanna-be-me's
You a we bosses, the ones that funded c.d.'s
All your gonna-be wanna-be, punish me please
You got me laughing, I'm asking if niggaz wanna be
Harvey, no you're hardly 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 just him, and the dummy'll fall
My brother is my descendent, we running a a minute
it's time to win it, I see you behind the finish
If you get there quit there, got ya lit playa
Blow smoke in the air, for the Color Click g'yeah

(*cheering*)

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

Ladies and gentlemen, must be on heroine
for me, but he thought he would have the narrow win
My aim is to blame, when I load it the barrel and
Put the third eye on him, and do a lil' more stare at him
Poet I know it, I miss the modern day
I'm a rider survival is it is, it ain't fear
The absolute truth, is some'ing some niggaz can't hear
Mike don't live here no mo', he got convicted he here
How the heck you set on the table, put truth aside
What you speaking my nigga, you can't look me into my
The good Lord spoke the truth, and that got him crucified
Y'all scared of the sharp dagger, you trading your truth for
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 King Koopa, of 'em will listen
But if you can't take the heat, get your hot ass out the kitchen
I heard words from Makevelli, was the ambition
So I bomb first on niggaz, like I'm in his position
Ay Chamillion you tripping, naw I'm handling
Raise my hand to the man, and my hand is my witness
I got a fo' to the fizzle, sure to damage your fitness
But it really even that serious, to tear you with stitches
P you acting suspicious, you know me better that
If it was for a reason, I would never react
But you know me better than rap, niggaz was me facts
So you can miss me publicity, if they telling me that never that

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
you-thank you, I appreciate the support
But everyone please take your seats, I'm not done more

In this world of falsifying, where niggaz be claiming they
Turn around and tell you a lie, bout he paid on his grill
Same nigga talk big, bout what he made on his deal
This ain't ask me for advice, like they pay me Chamill'
Rappers ain't really real, a few of 'em ball
Pissy colored yep, I'm one of the few of 'em y'all
Talking no piece and chain, and a few lil' cars
Four or five thousand, for what you do as a star
Now money in the vault, is the hardest part of the art
got my crew smart, even when my crew was apart
Chamillionaire you did 'em wrong, why you get a heart
If I showed it to you, you see what it could do in the dark
Whether you like it or not, don't matter to me
most of the love I know I'ma keep, inside my family tree
So you can gossip, bout what really happened Hatta and me
Or you can gossip how so-and-so, way badder than me
It don't really matter to me, I'm done with it now
Maturity level that I'm at, isn't even fun for a
So set your mouse pad on the Internet, and punish my
Or set your Reeboks on the of Houston, running me down
It's whatever I've been better, at proving a wrong
Tell Goliath I don't need rocks, to a lil' nigga strong
So tell Watts, me I'm grooving I'm in my zone
Property of who, he ain't 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 Shahiem Reid, up there at MTV2 I the love
Flex, Ke'noe, Killa Mike, Big Girl, 'sup
We gon these haters off, know I'm saying ha-ha
Who am I forgetting, James Shepard 'sup up my
'Sup my nig' ha-ha, O. Gizzle my nig'
I somebody gon say I forgot 'em but man
get you on the next go my nig', ha-ha