Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Up

[Trick
We gon' let the deal with this
Ha ha,
Style, heh, old school
Uh hah..
Okay, up!

Chorus: Trick

Ah hah, okay, Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? up!

Daddy]
Ridin in my brand new ninety-nine, fo' do', Volvo
I got a full of be 's,
weed and ain't got no place to go tho'
But all my Boca Boys they know though, fo' sho' doe
(Are Bugle Boy jeans you're wearin?)
Hell nah hoe, you know they
I been used again, accused again - time
been wrong to chop done by one of my union friends
Soon as seen the Benz, hatin season was in
Hell cause they figured me for not understandin reason bein
Heh, but I'm the man for
While y'all was doin fine I was doin just, prayin for this
Locked up, plans for this
Without all that fancy shit, way too advanced for
Just Polo socks, tanktops and up under my pants and shit
up!

Chorus: 2X

Okay who's +Da Bitch+
I real, been rich, been had this shit
Big Benz, big house and
That's right, I been down with Trick
it make sense to me
Cause if money ain't right you speakin French to me
Miss Trina play with me
Or you can say Miss Bigg, okay with me
You a grand just to speak to me
Okay, are you sure you want to with me?
Okay, you better be fo'
I done left niggaz like you stuck befo'
Okay, you can with me
you got a hot knot spend it all with me
Okay, y'all know up
Okay, uh huh, I ride, up!

Chorus: Daddy (4x)

[Co (of Tre +6)]
This goes out to my
and them pretty ass jazzy hoes, what's up
got a verse in the +Book of Thugs+
So when I through bitch show me love
If you bout that flow, raise it up
You got that funk, then it up
I got two of them phat hoes,
late night and I ready to
Are you Look like you got a lot to say
Okay, widdit
Niggaz hidin your hoes, what you do that fo'
Me and Money been done hit it
done split it - okay playboy? Fuck you say boy?
Don't even much bring your hoe see
y'all better quit fuckin with me
up!

[Duece (of 24 Karatz)]
Lay down, playboy up
What about the slugs in head and your gut
What's up with the keys to the
own nigga say you got be 's in the cut
What's up with the safe, the combo
Open that shit fuck all the convo-sation
What's up wit'cha
Probably got at the safehouse, waitin
What's up, where you the D?
I found shit but a quarter ki
Nigga ya better not be me
You bleed to death, you understand me?
Whassup, are you to go?
You ready to tongue kiss the blue fo'fo'?
What's up nigga say somethin
Set crime, we ready to spray somethin
Gun play, how I got the
turned out the lights
Gun play, how I got the
turned out the lights

Chorus: 2X