Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

[Intro: Busta (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It over) we done created another epidemic for the streets nigga
Just when y'all thought it was safe to poke your out again, let's go!!!
I you thought we was finished, Flipmode 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: Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a flow sick
Pump shorty can hold his click
Them hoes eyeing' probably on my dick
The would 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 HUMAN BEING NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY
AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY
(Get low Banks!) I it feels like I been gone for a minute
But I'm back Ice on with a fitted
Everybody money everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE
BUT YOU CAUSE YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
AFTER THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE AND LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

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

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
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[Verse 3: DMX & J. Blige (Busta Rhymes)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man is a piece
Stay off the streets, tired of to y'all niggaz
I'ma a fork at y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN CRUNK 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 TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh)
J. Blige about 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 KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY WATCH ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY (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 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 DANCIN AND A BALL
AND LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any women in
Like it when I be spankin' them and pullin' they
Theirs a freak in presence im just makin' it clear
Then you would all know if he wasen't (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU 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 HOLLA
(Get Low Boy) Shorty you wanna do
I got time to deal with your attitude
This shit was designed to put you in the
tryna' do sumtin with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOOT
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 - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this club
you in your 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 ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THE RING FINGER
YOU I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) Five boroughs of death, you understand
I got New York 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 FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT RIP HIS JACKET
SPLIT HIS AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND 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 - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me up in your hood {Uh huh}
These screamin damn Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
They do they little he askin me who I tapped
Ain't none of your you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A 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 dough I'm 'gon 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 WASTIN NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL PAID ANYPLACE I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS
AIN'T A IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put lips up on me {Woo!!!}
Kiss it it, good, yes I wish you would (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT HIPS
LOOKIN I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN THAT AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) Have you ever seen in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it a game of ping pong
If you me two shots of it strong
Nigga it on I might let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) IN HERE
THIS YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE
MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC LIKE I'M BRITNEY SPEARS

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets me God of the hood
You niggaz is watchin and wishin you
Be claimin the the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's good you tryin to stop it I'm you would (TURN IT UP!!)
THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN SHIT
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 niggaz know I ain't playin
There's no more delayin I'm comin and
The street with the heat now up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a food until nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M AT THIS MASS 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 - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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