Luyện nghe bài hát Hands Up

up
Coming with rhythms to make you head
We makin' the whole joint circuit
Hands high the sky get 'em up
Get 'em

We make you move
We gone you hot
Elbows above your peoples
We up the spot
We gone get it goin' if y'all don't be knowin'
'Cuz this shit that we throwing get you gone retarded
Started up, out hits
Now we're up
Didn't mean to bump you, us
Diggin' cut 'cause we sharpened up
You it down, we smartened it up
We penetrate even though guard was up
Get down to the Peas we fallin' up
Electric 'cuz we charging up
We the B E uh
Rhythmic sonic
Getcha hot fever, boiling two hundred degrees ah
You're up
getting low let me turn it up
Let me fuck you up your ear 'til my is up in your brain
And the baby Wil I Am's be

Tabamatic oh man you
than Atlantic O's
A-pl-de Ap got flows
Catchin' rhythm makin' 'em
Mathematic A-pl go
Up in the we original
You know what I be, be mineral
strong for my several
Barricade for you terribles ho
I'm the Fil-I-pi-no
Letting you we're about to blow
Wil-I-Am, Ap, and Tab O
Set 'em up, set ' em up, set 'em up
for us to raise it up
Never goin' always headed up
Raise your hands 'cuz we it up
Anybody here who long
To you I dedicate song
Ain't nothing gotta make you right
Straight to the point this is the new
And you know this is the jam
Come on down and dance
Have ball y'all throw you up

Black Peas will announce
Somethin' you avoid
You to b-b-b-bounce to this
B-b-b-b-b-b-bounce to our
We come more than an ounce
More like a ton of noise
So to this
to our joint
We to getcha, getcha
Bouncin' so getch, ass up
We gotcha, gotcha let's make it hotter
Hotter molted lava
like boiling water ah