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 over) we done created another epidemic for the streets nigga
when y'all thought 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 Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX We Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo just if they cut the lights off in the club

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

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

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

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

"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format 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 niggaz
I'ma stick a fork at niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY WHEN A NIGGA (Get low Mary!)
you can guess 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 doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY
THE PLOT AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE
I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for coppin The (Uh huh)
Bus did take one the is take two
You love the way we re inventin' how we just new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY AND GUCCI WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU AND DANCIN AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR GO 'HEAD AND

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

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any women in
Like it when I be spankin' them and they hair
Theirs a freak in your presence im just makin' it
Then you would all if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) Shorty you wanna do
I ain't got time to deal with attitude
shit was designed to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin nasty with you and ya (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOOT
YA BOY WORKIN WIT SUMTIN AND IM KINDA
THE WAY I DO IT HOW I TURN IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN MOUTH

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

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this club
Smack you in your mouth make you swallow your pulp
Pop a bottles laugh about it with Bus later
witness I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) Five boroughs of death, you understand
I got New City in the palm of my hand
Now I could make a fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could smack the world with a New Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!)
I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT HAPPENS RIP HIS
HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
A PASSION 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 rollin up in your hood {Uh
These jokers screamin damn Rah still be lookin good
They do little mack he askin me who I tapped
Ain't none of your concern you a G it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
I GIVE A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS LIKE 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 'gon
If ain't a thang I'm sayin let a bitch know
Type to empty your account, how far you to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY

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

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

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

[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets declare me God of the
You niggaz is watchin and you could
Be claimin the throne the way I got it lock it
What's good you tryin to 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 DOIN SHIT
INCASE YOU AND NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE BITCH WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz I ain't playin
There's no more delayin I'm and slayin
The street with the now turn up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a nigga until nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS LIKE I'M DOIN THE BOOKER T
RESPECT IT YOU GET THE SALUTIN ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS I'M GREEDY
I THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

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