Luyện nghe bài hát Simon Says

Get the up!
Simon get the fuck up!
your 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 committee pity the fool
Act shitty in the of the calm, the witty

Y'all know the
Pharoahe-fuckin-monch, a damn thang changed
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 I'm in the street, then shit it's all good
I'm soon to motivate the room, the game like tomb raider
Roc-clock dollars flip, tips a waiter
Style's greater, let my annoint
If you up the wall, then you missin the point

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

(yo, where you at? ) let me see em
Notorious for the six-fives and the
give you beef, you put em in the mausoleum
And the shit don't start pumpin til 12 pm
Ugnh, ignorant minds, I em
If you tired of the same old everyday you will i'm,
The obligated, hard and r-rated
Stated to be the best, I must confess the star it
might even say this song is sexist-es
Cause I asked the girls to rub on breast-eses
Whether your the train or in lexus-es
This is for either/or or timex-eses
like exorcist, this is the joint
You holdin up the wall, you missin the point

Get the up!
Simon get the fuck up!
your hands in the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!)
The bronx is in the back shootin craps, now up?
Girlies, rub on your (yeahhhhhh)
I said, rub on titties!
New york city commitee, pity the fool that
Act in the midst of the calm, the witty

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