Luyện nghe bài hát Up Jumps Da Boogie

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

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

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

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

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

I cut with razor blades, play spades Aunt Venus
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 Beat
I stink like pop's feet, make wit no heat

I'm up on track, like Pam Grier in movies
I up the beat, like water in a jacuzzi
I fly to L.A., then back to Virginia
Then call, Maganoo, to see if 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 money to get that shit fixed
I all my money to pay my bills with
Don't have no time, for the and jivin'
my rhyme '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 tongues like
Lick his lollipop, this kid Scott

Me, my hot self, be so hot
Touch my hot spot, I scream 'til I stop
Uhh, give it to me and
(What, what?)
Uhh, yup, yup like
(What, what?)

Teddy, with tha one two checka
No Diggity, Missy be the bedroom
Double decka, you wanna beat your pecka
And then leave your bitch this uhh, be better

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

Give it up, we gon' show, you how we
Up jumps da boogie, jumps 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 is like a safe, without da fuckin' key

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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