Luyện nghe bài hát Up Jumps Da' Boogie (remix)

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 da boogie, up jumps da boogie
Up 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 jumps da

I fiend for all beats like jump for dicks
salt the next 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
this rap, take heed a fuckin' genius
Up in the sky, up high, don't lye
Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to die

Fuck Crazy Joe, my name is Flow
You I had eight, but I got ten mo'
Off and on beat, old school like Beat 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, water in a jacuzzi
I fly to L.A., come back to Virginia
Then call, Maganoo, to see if he's got indo

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

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

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

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

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

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

to get wet like Jheri Curl juice
You tight like virgin pussy, my rap get you
I bump like acne, take honey a bee
My style is a safe, without 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 butter don't grits

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

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

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

I'm the best, and that's B, and that's
I hang low like testicles, wanna copy these many flows
Hoes, back up, foe they get slapped up
Pack up and go 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 tragedy

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

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