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, then go get you a room at the Inn
If you got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But you do, don't 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 that
hating on me, but look at 'em the nerve of that
Nigga ain't this type of beef, you can't take the burger back
Burn it back into my pocket, I'm to stop it
Unless your mouth keeps leaking, back in your socket
How does it feel, to know you wasted whole lifetime
Living your whole lifetime, just to worry mine
Gimik niggaz was dissing me, he was fake they was 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 killing me, with wanna-be-me's
You a we bosses, the ones that funded c.d.'s
All your wanna-be, gonna punish me please
You got me laughing, I'm asking if niggaz wanna be
Harvey, no hardly funny at all
Running the game not at all, homie you your jaw
We grown folks, kiddy need to go run up the hall
boring just ignore him, and the dummy'll fall
My brother is my descendent, we running a mile a
Hut-hut it's time to win it, I see you behind the
If you get quit there, got ya swisha lit playa
smoke 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
been staying down with a nigga, you know I'm saying
Through his whole career, him grow
Watch us make it to that next level, we on our way
You know I'm saying up George Lopez, Juan 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 niggaz there on the East Coast mayn
what's up baby Garvey 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 load it the barrel and
Put the third eye on him, and do a lil' more than at him
I know it, I miss the modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is it is, it ain't fear
The absolute truth, is just some'ing some niggaz hear
Mike don't here no mo', he got convicted he ain't here
How the heck you set fiction on the table, put truth
you speaking my nigga, you can't look me into my eyes
The good Lord spoke the truth, and just got him crucified
Y'all scared of the sharp dagger, you your truth for lies
Look me in my eyes, nevermind I trying to spook ya
Voice of the present the past, yep I'm the
Soon as you speak the truth, all the haters try to mute ya
But if you the truth, all pertrators will call you
Martin King Koopa, many of 'em will listen
But if you take the heat, then 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 bidness
Raise my hand to the man, and my hand is my witness
I got a fo' to the fizzle, that's sure to your fitness
But it ain't even that serious, to tear you with stitches
P you acting suspicious, you know me better that
If it was for a false reason, I never react
But you know me than rap, niggaz was telling me facts
So you can miss me with publicity, if they telling me that never

(*cheering*)

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

In world of falsifying, where niggaz be claiming they real
Turn around and tell you a lie, bout he paid on his grill
nigga that talk big, bout what he made on his deal
This ain't ask me for advice, like they don't pay me
ain't really real, only a few of 'em ball
Pissy colored yep, I'm one of the few of 'em y'all
Talking bout no piece and chain, and a few lil'
Four thousand or five thousand, for you do as a star
Now keeping money in the vault, is the part of the art
Knowledge got my crew smart, even when my 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 it or not, don't really matter to me
Cause most of the love I I'ma keep, inside my family tree
So you can gossip, what really happened with Hatta and me
Or you can bout how so-and-so, way badder than me
It don't really matter to me, becuase I'm with it now
Maturity level that I'm at, even fun for a child
So set your mouse pad on the Internet, and punish my
Or set Reeboks on the streets of Houston, running me down
It's whatever been better, at proving a nigga wrong
Tell Goliath I don't rocks, to prove a lil' nigga strong
So tell Watts, forget me I'm grooving I'm in my
Property of 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 keep it moving, you know I'm saying
Focus on the music, give the some'ing to ride to
You know I'm saying, "The Sound of Revenge" be
One of the best albums, to 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 appreciate the
Flex, Ke'noe, Killa Mike, Big Girl, Nancy
We gon shake these haters off, I'm saying ha-ha
Who am I forgetting, James Shepard up my nigga
'Sup my nig' ha-ha, O. Gizzle 'sup my
I know gon say I forgot 'em but man
get you on the next go my nig', ha-ha