Luyện nghe bài hát Up Jumps Da Boogie

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

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 da boogie, up jumps da boogie
Up jumps da

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

I fiend for all like girls 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 should be mutt

I cut with razor blades, play spades with Venus
this rap, take 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 Flow
You I had eight, but I got ten mo'
Off beat and on beat, old school like Beat
I like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat

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

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

It costs too much money to get shit fixed
I need all my money to pay my bills
Don't have no time, for the shuckin' and
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
like farts, connect tongues like dots
Lick his lollipop, this kid named

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 Teddy
(What, what?)

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

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

Give it up, we gon' show, you how we
Up jumps da boogie, jumps me
Up jumps da 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 like acne, honey from a bee
My style is like a safe, da fuckin' key

I 'cause 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
Nit-wit you stupid, I'm don't need grits

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

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

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

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

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

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

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