Luyện nghe bài hát Simon Says Remix

[Pharoahe
GET THE UP!
Simon says "GET THE UP!"
Throw ya hands in the sky (buck buck buck buck!)
is in the back sippin 'Gnac, y'all wassup?
Girls, rub on titties (yeah)
fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that act
In the midst of the calm, the

[Lady
Yo THE FUCK UP!
said "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Bitches in the back, like get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you stuck up
Act a man and get cocked, smacked or fucked up
Pull the truck up, you know the name
out in the bleachers stay shittin on the game
I suppose what you're is flames, cowards
your crew was vaginal, I could smell the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees
Come by four, lose one like Dru Hill
fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, squeeze or peel, now that's real

[Pharoahe
WHAT THE FUCK'S goin on here, just a minute now, up
Sinister wit hit the time I him finish him, roll up
When I'm, ? cinematography state of
My rap trip, rip, clip, say the
Shit, I spectacular run hit spit venacular
Miraculous rhyme flow, back to the Immaculate
Binaca blast nigga that's fast, son box ya
Ladies rub the ta-ta's, bras, titties and knockers on the
OWWW! Fellas pull ya out
On the verge to verbs for third round knock out
Uh I a rhyme that dust frustrated rappers
Dust crush competition, out like the Clapper
The mic ripper, whip a nigga like a
Separate him from him from his fam, he don't know how to
Now, his ass, bag dun for his loot
Figure me to a nigger-y twenty-one gun salute
That's seven for Tupac
for Biggie Smalls
Seven for Freaky Tah up in your malls
How's that, fat action rap remain tame
Pharoahe fuckin Monch, ain't a damn thing

Yo yo get the up
Funk Doctor said "Get the fuck up"
I got a bitch named and I tuck her
I leave a nigga like ya mom's muffler
her, then my boys follow up
Respect the Fonze, you see the collar up
I out a bullet, load the barrel up
I kamikaze ya town off a bus
cut, yeah mami pull over
I bend ya pussy like for years I knew
I'm too smoked up, I remember me
Off Hennesy, why I carry Mini-Me
I need fifty when my performance starts
I push a armored car wit ?Lauren
inches, I'm not on the charts
Doc turnin off a warning shot
off and pop, six in ya hood
[Monch] Fuck the limelight, we tight, plus snatch the goods
Yea-yeah my nigga, one rhyme you fold
I'm hot-headed 'cause I wit cold shoulders
GET THE FUCK UP!

[Pharoahe
Says "GET THE FUCK UP!"
Throw ya in the sky (buck buck buck buck buck!)

Jersey in the back jackin now wassup!
Girls, rub on ya
(Yeah) That's right I said it, rub on ya
Brick City committee
Pity the fool that act shitty, in the of the calm, the witty

[Method
Yo yo get the up
Yo I said it, get the fuck up
Walk Shaolin after dark, you get stuck up
Seek and destroy, baddest boy when I'm up
Ya know my name, and Pharoahe Moch, why we came
We off the chain, plus we plottin on the chain,
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic ? on the road
are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin in the sky tryin to sun
Zero to sixty in a second, a fast one
Fifty cent flashin hate us wit a passion
Mashin, fresh in three-day old fashion
Your plaid, I'm stripes, together we be
a Tunnel banger
Wu-Tang death penalty, the gas
gon' hurt me more than it hurts you
Slap ya like the doctor the day your momma you
Just so you can me
The way I'ma feel this world when it kill me
Even if stands still, I'ma still be
Underground and filthy, have our Way like the Milky
until I'm proven guilty
Never got caught in the of tag
Momma kept a boyfriend wit kids this bad
No justice, RUCKUS!
Underground till we ground
But y'all MOTHAFUCKERS!

[Shabaam
My thugs, up ya set
And rub on ya breasts
GET THE FUCK UP, outta that dress, I palm
You herbs get flipped like jeeps on cliffs
I'll rip through your chest, hollow-point talent
Double-S, double the threat, your bet
Double up on cash if you decide to invest
You sound like Big, you sound like Jay, you sound D
And I bet, when I go plat, you'll like me
Shabaam Sahdeeq, injure your into delete
Y'all crabs are weak, frail like a physique
I on the street, stay on the beat, stay wit the heat
stickin fools like you for the rocks that gleam
So toss that link, dummy, insured that link
Straight to Canal I'll praise that link, then pawn link
You up, Sahdeeq says "Shut the fuck up!"
Punk niggas get up and tied up

Rhymes]
Busta Rhymes is like Hacksaw Jim
Been thuggin, lovin the way we flood for nothin
Lay it over, another we take over
Yo we only get money, we cut the coke and cook the shake over
You better guard your head right, especially if it's late at
Or find picture of your autoposy up on the web site
Yo if you violate my space
Fuck a fat lip, I'll you wit a fuckin fat face
Nigga, Busta the handsome, I'll hold you for ransom ansom
Like the ghost in a house, I'll forever live in a mansion
Bitches, snitches out and you know who's showin it
Like when British servants pass secrets to the Soviets
Y'all niggas is seemless of seemless friends
Live on about ? ? on a bunch of seamless
Collosal, me and my nigga Moncho
The head honcho, gettin this money like (do do do)
Enough in the roughness
Now watch it come around in an large abundance
Now let me clear the smoke screen you blow
Live nigga shit that'll rebuild whole self-esteem
Pledge allegiance to the flag of united live niggas of
Let us control and own the fuckin
Wildin in your whip until your crash the truck up
And if ? get to you nigga you GET THE FUCK UP!!!