Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

[Intro: Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done created epidemic for the streets 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 Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo imagine if they cut the lights off in the club

1: Lloyd Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a this sick
Pump shorty can hold his click
Them hoes eyeing' probably on my dick
The chocolate would look good in my all whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY WITH THE SKITS SO DON'T 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 been for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla Ice on with a
Everybody money everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY IT'S BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU 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 - babe - it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

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

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

[Verse 3: DMX & Mary J. (Busta Rhymes)]
Swizz is the monster, X is the
Fuckin' wit Bus, man is a piece
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to y'all
stick a fork 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 BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY WHEN A TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige about to my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown still I rep for the kids
In hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL
I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I thank everyone 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 SELLIN OUT THE STADIUMS, AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU AND DANCIN AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

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

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any in here
Like it when I be spankin' them and they hair
Theirs a freak in presence im just makin' it clear
Then you all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY 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 AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) Shorty you wanna do
I ain't got time to with your attitude
This shit was to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin nasty you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A LOTTA LOOT
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 DICK IN MOUTH

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

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

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

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

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

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

"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 declare 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 good you tryin to it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN HISTORICAL
YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I YOUR BITCH WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I playin
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 food until left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS LIKE I'M DOIN THE BOOKER T
RESPECT IT YOU BETTER GET THE ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M
I THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

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