Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Outta Here

You gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell 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 fun by yourself
But whatever you do, let the door knob hit you on the way out

Niggaz was throwing rocks at the throne, and I got word of
The sequel to the Messiah, for what I already murdered
Niggaz hating on me, but look at 'em the nerve of
this ain't this type of beef, you can't take the burger back
Burn it back into my pocket, I'm trying to it
Unless your keeps leaking, dick back in your socket
How it feel, to know you wasted your whole lifetime
Living your whole lifetime, just to worry mine
Gimik was dissing me, he was fake they was missing me
Came to replace and make history, B I made 'em
You feel like you real, because that feeling eventually
Gon up, when reality turns it into misery
And you niggaz is me, with your wanna-be-me's
You a artist we bosses, the that funded c.d.'s
All gonna-be wanna-be, gonna 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, homie you your jaw
We grown folks, kiddy schoolers to go run up the hall
Niggaz boring just ignore him, and the fall
My brother is my descendent, we running a a minute
Hut-hut it's to win it, I see you behind the finish
If you get there there, got ya swisha lit playa
Blow smoke in the air, for the Color Changin' g'yeah

(*cheering*)

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

Ladies and gentlemen, homie be on heroine
Victory for me, but he thought he would have the win
My aim is to blame, when I it inside the barrel and
Put the eye on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I it, I miss the modern day Shakespeare
I'm a survival 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 heck you set on the table, put truth aside
What you speaking my nigga, you look me into my eyes
The good spoke the truth, and that just got him crucified
Y'all scared of the sharp dagger, you trading truth for lies
me in my eyes, nevermind I ain't trying to spook ya
Voice of the present the past, yep I'm the
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 Makevelli, riding was the ambition
So I bomb first on niggaz, like I'm in his position
Ay Chamillion you tripping, naw I'm handling
my hand to the man, and my right hand is my witness
I got a fo' to the fizzle, sure to damage your fitness
But it ain't really even that serious, to tear you stitches
P you suspicious, you know me better than that
If it was for a reason, I would never react
But you me better than rap, niggaz was telling me facts
So you can miss me with publicity, if they telling me that that

(*cheering*)

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

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

(*cheering*)

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