Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate Come Up

Yeah, what's up
Turn it down nigga, what's going on there, nigga?
Damn, that like the homeboy (what?)
nigga's grabbing!
Oh shit, there's probably some shit going down in the hood
Fuck what these 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 in the street
Make my heat is in my stash spot
Gotta watch for my and feening for my stacks of rocks
Watch out for shells and undercovers (why?)
out to get a motherfucker
Stop this gangbanging and cocaine, it's motherfuckers
Niggaz run up if you want two and you get floored
Get my pistol because I can't take no more
I get the gun and then get to running, just like
Bail out the cops come, I can't go to prison
Still dealing and wheeling, on the I smoke earth
Hitting California, nigga, 'cause you the word
It's going down, alert so get your weapon
three people, step and gunning for more and keep on bailing (say
what?)

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

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

Bad
I fuck with no beats that don't bump, so sounds echo
Let you stand in my shoes, I loose, so I let go
yo bitch, not the pimp, niggaz gained and slipped
Way below the smarts and just free slaves if you'se a
be mad, but nigga, just be hate
And let the heaven send ride, because it's the end
Beg forgiveness for all sins, and hope he lets us in
Until then, live life to fullest man, get your issues
Snatch money, catch money, attach the
Keep 'em your fishes, riches
Laying up with bitches 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 your sack, and get away and feel
Black and white, crack down them and lights...

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

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

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

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

Daz, Bad A$$, MC
Chop it up nigga,
from the motherfucking streets of the ghetto (West Side)
If you're out there selling your (yeah), stand up
Get your nigga, get your money nigga
Get money 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 Daz in the house, Eiht in the house, yeah