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

Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up
Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up

Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up
Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up

Mag and double, ooh came to your body
MC old school like Dodi
you hear up, jumps da boogie
Dance till you can't and your cookie

People to the left Mag to Def
People to the right need to clean breath
than my butt, pulled out some cheese
We the best on the since the three degrees

Aachoo
like the breeze
Me and Timbaland two P's
I hope you 'bout it 'cause I been it

South on the rise, V-8 'bout it, it
(Uuuh)
in my '89 Mercury
Record label, don't you try to me
Got of that project in me
Get dem flashback, you besta all

I'm the dope in the industry
I'm tired of bitin' on my beats
Baby, cool, I ain't got no beef
But you pay me producer's fee

I am the man with the ill ass
I got all the exec's saying, I that sound
was next on the agenda
A house, some stocks, zorts for the winter

Don't y'all sappy get mad at me
Because I a millionaire in a year times G
I God for blessing me
I all my thanks to the all mighty

Now I'm just chillin' in my in Rohb beach
Now it's time to a plane to N.Y.C.
This is the remix to up jumps da
Boogie, woogie,
Oogie, oogie,

M.C.'s mad at me
But you better get
I'm to ratta-tat-tat

Lay me flat on my

In fact, I interact and make the turn phat
You that
Have it, it to me daddy
Cut it confetti

I know, y'all said, mother uuh, wasn't
You back in the studio, yeah, I got you
my man, chica my man
Beep

In the caravan, go my man
Magoo, what you got for pullin' down your pants?
So Magoo know dat, why you trippin' like
Is it

I make a list of those who
Who try to be me my style sickening

Yeah and my phone's
Bdadadrrr, mmm

Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up
Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up

Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up
Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up

Up da boogie
jumps me
(Say what?)
Up da boogie
jumps me
(Say what?)

Up jumps da
jumps me
(Say what?)
Up da boogie
Boogie me
(Say what?)

Verse number two, two verse
I get greens, I gets a dime
Peace to god, my neice, to
Y'all don't know bout Jamario

Huckle Berry
I'm and I'm thin
They make eat and buy my black Benz
Hook it up with tens with candy

Me and Cheech and Chong but still smoke
Smell like butter, salt n' push me
How to be a player squeezin' on your
Mag in a row of all

Wimbledon drank all the teas
Eating Rice-A-Roni with Toni Toni
Keep Crawford, to me she's to boney
See another rain, unless you Missy
Clown on so don't you dare diss me

Now I'm gonna make my rap eight bar
On this track the star
One of my favorite rapper's Nas
I listen to his tape in my car

Now let me get into the groove
Tap the person next to you
Tell him or she to move side to
And tell them to keep the party to live

Up jumps da
jumps me
Got to move my straight down to my feet
to my hands, clap, clap
Tell me the party at? Where we boogie at?

Up jumps da
my flow
Yo-ziggy-yo, Timbaland we go
Y'all to slow to make this doe
Shoot you know, shoot you don't know

Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up
Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up

Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up
Da boogie, da boogie, da boogie, da
dat
Up