Luyện nghe bài hát Simon Says

Get the up!
Simon get the fuck up!
Throw hands in the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!)
Queens is in the sippin yak y'all what's up?
Girls, rub on your (yeahhhhhh)
Yeah I it -- rub on your titties
New york city gritty pity the fool that
Act shitty in the of the calm, the witty

know the name
Pharoahe-fuckin-monch, ain't a damn thang
You all up in the range, then your inebriated
Phased from original plan, you deviated
I the pain, with a long-term goal
Took my loot, without the gold
You sold platinum round the world, I wood in the hood
But when I'm in the street, shit it's all good
I'm soon to the room, control the game like tomb raider
dollars flip, tips like a waiter
Style's greater, let my lyrics
If you holdin up the wall, you missin the point

Get the up!
says get the fuck up!
Put hands to the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!)
Brooklyn in the shootin craps now what's up?
Girlies, rub on titties (yeahhhhhh)
Fuck it I said, rub on titties
New york city gritty committee, the fool that
Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the

(yo, you at? ) uptown let me see em
for the six-fives and the bm's
Heads give you beef, you put em in the
And the shit don't pumpin til after 12 pm
Ugnh, minds, I free em
If you tired of the same old you will agree i'm,
The obligated, hard and r-rated
Stated to be the best, I must the star made it
Some might say this song is sexist-es
Cause I asked the to rub on their breast-eses
Whether ridin the train or in lexus-es
This is for either/or or timex-eses
Wicked exorcist, this is the joint
You holdin up the wall, you missin the point

Get the up!
says get the fuck up!
Throw hands in the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!)
The is in the back shootin craps, now what's up?
Girlies, rub on your (yeahhhhhh)
I said, rub on titties!
New york city gritty commitee, pity the fool
Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the

New jeru, get the up!
Shaolin, get the up!
Long isle, get the up!
Worldwide, get the up!