Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate Come Up

Yeah, what's up
Turn it down nigga, what's going on over there,
Damn, that like the homeboy (what?)
nigga's grabbing!
Oh shit, there's probably crazy shit going down in the hood
Fuck what niggaz are doing, get that thing man!
up nigga? That's my spot, I'm taking over the spot
*gunshot* Lay nigga, Watch out!
tie these niggaz up, Bad A$$ on the ride nigga, that's right
Funny ass niggaz, yeah, uh huh. ass niggaz

I see my niggaz on the corner to the 25
All hustlers, all killers, all raised in the
Make sure my heat is in my spot
Gotta watch for my and feening for my stacks of rocks
Watch out for these and undercovers (why?)
out to get a motherfucker
Stop gangbanging and cocaine, it's some motherfuckers
Niggaz run up if you two and watch you get floored
Get my pistol because I just can't no more
I get the gun and then get to running, just bitches
Bail out before the cops come, I can't go to
dealing and wheeling, on the curb I smoke earth
Hitting California, nigga, 'cause you heard the
It's going down, alert so get your weapon
Blast people, step and gunning for more and keep on bailing (say
what?)

Get down, get in, get up
Get your it's the ultimate come up (that's right)
It's slanging and banging my corner
Fuck around with this and you might be a (yeah)

Get down, get in, get up
Get your money it's the come up (that's right)
It's slanging and banging upon my
Try to sell dope and you might be a goner

Bad
I don't fuck with no beats that don't bump, so sounds
Let you stand in my shoes, I loose, so I let go
Check yo bitch, not the pimp, niggaz and slipped
Way below the and just free slaves if you'se a mark
Might be mad, but nigga, just be
And let the send riders ride, because it's the end
Beg forgiveness for all your sins, and he lets us in
Until then, live your life to man, get your issues
Snatch money, catch money, the money
Keep 'em your fishes, riches
Laying up with holds a nigga back
Greedy only wanna hold a nigga's stack
You'll fall, sure, bounce back, hit a jack, get a
Told the I used to work on "I'm back"
For you can slang out sack, and get away and feel right
Black and white, down them sirens and lights...

But all we get down, get in, get up
Get your money it's the ultimate up
slanging and banging upon my corner
Fuck around this and you might be a goner, nigga

Get down, get in, get up
Get money it's the ultimate come up
slanging and banging upon my corner
Wear the wrong type of colors and you be a goner, nigga

MC
Get in I fit in, like Too $hort
Dip in, in a (???) Six Black
Automatic nines I took, neck tie
the death threat, it's still do or die
Don't ask why, on (???)
For Christie, you catching the blues like
Me and my Daz for the cash to any degree
to, not the molester, the one who gets the cheese
Got it coming oversees
Blunt your whole neighborhood, so please
be nervous 'cause my finger's ready to squeeze, and that's no joke
Gang of cash in my stash, with bitches to
No one can do it better (no one can do it better),
Your chest is getting wetter (your is getting wetter)
I be the piper, run all the reps out of
The spot's over, click click, nice to know ya (for sure)

We get down, get in, get up
Get money, nigga, the ultimate come up (yeah)
It's slanging and banging my corner
around with this and you might be a goner, nigga

Get down, get in, get up
Get money, nigga, the ultimate come up (yeah)
It's slanging and banging upon my (right)
Fuck around this and you might be a goner, nigga

Daz, Bad A$$, MC
it up nigga, yeah
Straight the motherfucking streets of the ghetto (West Side)
If you're out there selling your (yeah), stand up
Get your rifle nigga, get your money
Get your nigga, lay low, lay low
Lay low (that's right)
I gives a fuck, I don't give a fuck, let's
Yeah (West Side), I give a fuck
Yeah, we don't a fuck
My nigga Daz in the house, in the house, yeah