Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate Come Up

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

I see my on the corner to the 25 deep
All hustlers, all killers, all raised in the
Make my heat is in my stash spot
watch for my homies and feening for my stacks of rocks
Watch out for shells and undercovers (why?)
They're out to get a
Stop this gangbanging and cocaine, some motherfuckers
Niggaz run up if you want two and you get floored
Get my pistol I just can't take no more
I get the gun and get to running, just like bitches
Bail out the cops come, I can't go to prison
dealing and wheeling, on the curb I smoke earth
Hitting California, nigga, 'cause you the word
It's going down, enemy so get your weapon
Blast three people, step and gunning for more and on bailing (say
what?)

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

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

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

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

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

MC
Get in where I fit in, Too $hort
Dip in, in a (???) Six Supersport
Automatic nines I took, neck tie
Whatever's the death threat, it's do or die
ask why, sipping on (???)
For Christie, you the blues like Misty
Me and my nigga Daz for the to any degree
to, not the molester, the one who gets the cheese
Got it from oversees
Blunt your whole neighborhood, so please
Better be nervous 'cause my finger's ready to squeeze, and no joke
Gang of in my stash, with bitches to poke
No one can do it better (no one can do it better),
Your chest is wetter (your chest is getting wetter)
I be the piper, run all the out of town
The spot's taking over, 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 upon my
Fuck around with this and you be a goner, nigga

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

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