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 da boogie

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

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

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

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

I cut with blades, play spades with Aunt Venus
Evaluate this rap, heed a fuckin' genius
Up in the sky, up high, puff lye
Do you smoke crack Prepare 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 stink like pop's feet, make wit no heat

I'm up on track, like Pam Grier in movies
I heats up the beat, like in a jacuzzi
I fly to L.A., then come back to
call, Maganoo, to see if he's got some indo

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

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

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

Me, my hot self, be so hot
Touch my hot spot, I 'til 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, be the bedroom wrecka
Double decka, make you wanna beat your
And then leave your bitch 'cause this uhh, be

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

Prepare to get wet like Curl juice
You tight virgin pussy, my rap get you loose
I like acne, take honey from a bee
My style is like a safe, without da key

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

Make fits like seizure, lick clit to ya
I then read ya, follow da leader
Jews and Chinese, I own your rap lease
The must cease, prepare for yo' release

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

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

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

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

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

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