Luyện nghe bài hát Up Jumps Da Boogie

Give it up, we show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, up da boogie
Up jumps da

Give it up, we gon' show, you how we
Up jumps da boogie, up da boogie
Up da boogie

it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up da boogie, up jumps da boogie
Up jumps da

Give it up, we show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, up da boogie
Up da boogie

I fiend for all beats girls jump for dicks
Don't salt the next man keep that shit
Up in the cut like gay niggaz, in
I'm wit Indian, my race should be mutt

I cut with razor blades, play spades with Aunt
Evaluate this rap, take heed a fuckin'
Up in the sky, up high, puff lye
Do you smoke crack Sam? to fuckin' die

Fuck Crazy Joe, my name is Crazy
You I had eight, but I got ten mo'
Off beat and on beat, old school like Street
I like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat

I'm up on this track, Pam Grier in movies
I heats up the beat, water in a jacuzzi
I fly to L.A., come back to Virginia
Then call, Maganoo, to see if got some indo

back to the crib to pick up my brother, G
G don't forget, to bring the house
Hops in the eight, now here we go
Please please, brother slam my car do'

It costs too money to get that shit fixed
I need all my money to pay my bills
Don't have no time, for the and jivin'
Peep my 'cause that, shit's off-timin'

I'm in the Marriott, the to get got
After I smoke pot, he sticks me shots
Funky like farts, connect like dots
his lollipop, this kid named Scott

Me, my hot self, be so hot
Touch my hot spot, I scream I can't stop
Uhh, give it to me and
(What, what?)
Uhh, yup, yup Teddy
(What, what?)

Teddy, ready with tha one two
No Diggity, Missy be the wrecka
Double decka, you wanna beat your pecka
And then your bitch 'cause this uhh, be better

Give it up, up jumps da boogie, jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, jumps me

Give it up, we show, you how we party
Up jumps da boogie, boogie me
Up da boogie, boogie jumps me
Give it up, we show, you how we party

to get wet like Jheri Curl juice
You tight virgin pussy, my rap get you loose
I bump acne, take honey from a bee
My style is like a safe, da fuckin' key

I come I'm a nut, don't bleed when I'm cut
No fan of Madonna, she just a damn
So sit you damn dog and bow to my
you stupid, I'm butter don't need grits

Make fits seizure, lick clit to please ya
I book then read ya, da leader
Like Jews and Chinese, I own your rap
The wackness must cease, for yo' release

I'm up in these tryin' to handle my business
makin' more beats before Jehovah had witness
Up jumps da boogie, boogie me
Brother brother, please, on the TV

See a man dead from a white man's powder
See a man scared from a black man's power
Back to reality, don't freakin' smile at me
This is a stick-up, so give up yo' please

I'm the best, and B, and that's capital
I hang low like testicles, MC's wanna copy many flows
Hoes, better back up, foe get slapped up
Pack up and go tell mommy, I backed up you

You you you, and your screw
What, whatcha whatcha gon' do uhh
What whatcha gon' do to me, the M I S Y E
Wanna battle me, it's gonna be tragedy

Give it up, we show, you how we party
Up da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, boogie me
Up da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, jumps me

it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Up da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up jumps da boogie, jumps me
Up da boogie, boogie jumps me
Up da boogie, boogie jumps me

it up, we gon' show, you how we party
Give it up, we show, you how we party
Give it up, we show, you how we party
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