Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
6x]

[Intro: Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done another epidemic for the streets nigga
Just when y'all it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I know you thought we was finished, bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo just if they cut the lights off in the club

[Verse 1: Lloyd (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a flow sick
Pump shorty nobody can hold his
Them eyeing' they probably on my dick
The chocolate would good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU I STAY WITH THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE IN THE SKY
AND THE HUMAN BEING NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY
AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY
(Get low Banks!) I know it like I been gone for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla Ice on a fitted
talk money everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread than the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE RANGE AND LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) it's took, it's gone be a breakdown
Come through "hmmm, what I'm goon take now?"
Whatever the fuck I want, me dog
It gets ugly even when it to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ LIKE TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO
HIT YOU AND YOUR MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T BUILT FOR NOTHIN BUT
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE FRONTIN (Get Low X)
Get that do, What do? How that do?
Fuck you faggot, I at you
And what? You and you mans butt, you in your man's
But your is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU KNOW HOW THAT GOES, LET THAT SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, THE SAME FROM THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' TELL YOU
IT, SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 3: DMX & Mary J. (Busta Rhymes)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man is a piece
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to y'all
I'ma stick a fork at niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY WHEN A NIGGA (Get low Mary!)
Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown woman I rep for the kids
In every hood, and all my peoples a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES
THE PLOT AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY (Get low Mary!)
let me show you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank for coppin The Breakthrough (Uh huh)
Bus did take one the remix is two
You love the way we re inventin' how we just new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
LOUIS AND GUCCI WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND DANCIN AND A BALL
AND YOUR THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
4x]

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any in here
Like it when I be spankin' them and pullin' they
a freak in your presence im just makin' it clear
Then you would all know if he wasen't (TURN IT UP!!)
GET HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND HOLLA
(Get Low Boy) Shorty what you do
I ain't got time to deal with your
This was designed to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin nasty you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOTTA
YA BOY WORKIN WIT AND IM KINDA CUTE
THE WAY I DO IT HOW I TURN IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY IN YOUR MOUTH

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
4x]

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this banger
Smack you in mouth make you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a couple laugh about it with Bus later
witness I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) boroughs of death, you don't understand
I got New City in the palm of my hand
Now I make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I smack the world with a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!)
I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT RIP HIS JACKET
SPLIT HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
WITH A GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me up in your hood {Uh huh}
These jokers screamin Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
They do they mack he askin me who I tapped
none of your concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS ACTIN HE MY MAN
WANNA A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
THEY DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he there lookin stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he spent a little dough I'm fuck
If money ain't a thang I'm let a bitch know
to empty your account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE HOPIN ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID I COULD FIND
HIT THE IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
3x]

[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus this is man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put your up on me {Woo!!!}
it touch it, good, yes I wish you would (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME WHEN I DIP DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS
LIKE I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) Have you ever seen thickness in a thong on!}
You can hit it like a game of ping
If you give me two shots of it
Nigga bring it on I might let you me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUS (BUS!!) MISDEMEANOR IN HERE
THIS YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE
FAKE MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T COME
I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M BRITNEY

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets me God of the hood
You is watchin and wishin you could
Be the throne the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE HISTORICAL SHIT
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN CLICK
I TAKE BITCH WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I ain't
There's no more delayin I'm comin and
The street the heat now turn up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a nigga until nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M DOIN THE BOOKER T
RESPECT IT YOU BETTER GET THE ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M GREEDY
I PAINT THE PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]