Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
6x]

[Intro: Busta (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done created another epidemic for the nigga
Just when 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 Bout' Ta Do It Again!!!
Aiy yo imagine if they cut the lights off in the club

1: Lloyd Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know got a flow this sick
Pump shorty can hold his click
Them hoes eyeing' they on my dick
The chocolate would look good in my all white (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY WITH THE SKITS SO EVEN TRY
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE IN THE SKY
AND THE FIRST HUMAN BEING NOW TO 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 a fitted
Everybody talk money gonna run
with bowl of bread smaller than 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 LIKE YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU WON'T YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
AFTER THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE AND LET 'EM

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

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything it's took, it's be a breakdown
Come like "hmmm, what I'm goon take now?"
Whatever the fuck I want, me dog
It gets ugly even when it comes to the (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO FRONT
HIT YOU AND YOUR MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU WHERE YOU (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE SECURITY (Get Low X)
Get that do, that do? How that do?
you faggot, I shot at you
And what? You and you 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 WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' YOU AGAIN
FUCK IT, SAY TO MY LITTLE FRIEND

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

[Verse 3: DMX & J. Blige (Busta Rhymes)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man everyday is a
Stay off the streets, of talkin' to y'all niggaz
I'ma stick a at y'all 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 WHEN A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my woman still I rep for the kids
In hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY LOOKIN ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for The Breakthrough (Uh huh)
Bus did one the remix is take two
You the way we re inventin' how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND AND HAVIN A BALL
AND LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

"Touch it- it - babe - 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 pullin' hair
Theirs a freak in your im just makin' it clear
Then you all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU TO GO
COME YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND HOLLA
(Get Low Boy) Shorty you wanna do
I ain't got to deal with your attitude
This shit was designed to put you in the
tryna' do sumtin nasty you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOTTA
YA BOY WORKIN WIT SUMTIN AND IM KINDA
WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN 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 club
Smack you in mouth make you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a couple bottles laugh about it with Bus
Bare I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN SO THERE'S THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER
(Get low Pap!) boroughs of death, you don't understand
I got New City in the palm of my hand
Now I could a tight 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 RIP HIS JACKET
SPLIT HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM 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 little mack he askin me who I
Ain't none of your you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS (Uh)
ASKIN ME A OF QUESTIONS ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID
THEY SAYIN DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin he spent a little dough I'm 'gon fuck
If money ain't a thang I'm sayin let a know
Type to empty account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE ANYPLACE I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, WANNA

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
3x]

[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, I look charmin put your lips up on me {Woo!!!}
Kiss it touch it, good, yes I wish you (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S 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 ping
If you me two shots of it strong
bring it on I might let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) IN HERE
YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE BEWARE
FAKE MC'S Y'ALL COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M BRITNEY

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

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

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