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 move body
MC old school Lodi Dodi
When you up, jumps da boogie
Dance till you can't and shake your

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

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

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

I'm the producer in the industry
I'm tired of producers bitin' on my
Baby, that's cool, I got no beef
But you pay me producer's fee

I am the man the ill ass sound
I got all the exec's saying, I love sound
Timbaland was next on the
A house, some stocks, three zorts for the

y'all sappy fools get mad at me
Because I became a in a year times G
I thank God for me
I give all my thanks to the all

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

M.C.'s mad at me
But you better get
I'm 'bout to

Lay me flat on my

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

I know, y'all said, uuh, wasn't ready
You in the studio, yeah, I got you sweatin'
Timbaland my man, my man
beep

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

I make a list of who diss
Who try to be me 'cause my style

Yeah and my ringing
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 jumps da
jumps me
(Say what?)

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

Verse number two, two rhyme
When I get greens, I a dime
to god, my neice, to Mario
Y'all don't know nuthin' bout

Berry Finn
I'm and I'm thin
They make rock eat and buy my Benz
Hook it up with tens with coat

Me and Cheech and Chong rope but still
Smell like butter, n' Pepa push me
How to be a player on your tushy
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 rain, unless you know Missy
suit on so don't you dare diss me

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

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

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

Up da boogie
my flow
Yo-ziggy-yo, Timbaland we go
to slow to make this kinda 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