Luyện nghe bài hát Uptown Thang (Remix Hot)

It's an thang nigga
the 3 to the 13th

As I to hit the muthafuckin' weed
I be givin' you exactly what you
To bob your head, 'cuz I know you to bob it
Back and forward to what that Fresh droppin'

Music that's non-stoppin', for the hoes
Gangsta ass shit, for the nigga opthimals
You know we busy Uptown is the clique
Big Boy fuck 'wit us, 'cuz Cash Money is the shit

I represent, real ass fa sho
From the Mac to the Melph to the
Up in the Clara, V.L., the in between
Bout green forget about Josephine

Know what I mean? get caught in none of those areas
Or six people will carry ya, niggas will ya
Bitch, I thought you knew? You can't with me
The B.G., you me find me

In the U.P.T., the 2, 2, 3
Ready to back nigga feel me
Here's the deal, gotta keep it real
Gotta holla at gangsta Hot boy hard to

in effect, six co fa sho
My girl Shavonda in effect somethin' fa sho
I'ma let my nutts hang, bang or get
For life, I thought you knew it's an uptown thang pussy

got 'cha catchin' up the guard quicker
They got a T-shirt waitin' on yo picture
Uptown got 'cha catchin' up the quicker
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture

I represent to the fullest, Uptown's the
And the I'm in with nigga 2, 2, 6
I it real for the real
So the real feel what I feel about my grill

raps, is worth a mil
You get killed if you get caught up with me in gangsta
When I say brings it you experience
Commence upon the drama I present clown

I'm uncomfortable, if in a that's not Uptown
Get down with all that huntin', my trigga finga
To wrap the K and put some fire on that ass
My nigga Yella bad but Baby G. worse

You ridin' in a hearse, if I and start clickin' first
Headbusta Big Mo out CP3
Calliope, home of dope, nigga U.P.T.
St. Thomas got torture, bad since '25
That Fuji niggas just do it a Worldwide

I'm high till I die, I'm fake nigga try
I'm off of Texas wit U.G.K. smokin' fry
Them Lite Riders, you run up, I told 'ja I let 'em
Bang or get nigga it's an uptown thang

Uptown got 'cha up the guard quicker
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture
got 'cha catchin' up the guard quicker
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture

Once again it's me representin', comin' straight the streets
Of the U.P.T., it's me, the Cash B.G.
you know make it relate, fuck you up with the flows
Tell her how it goes, niggas see how fast I show we ain't hoes

So recognize, I it real, for my niggas
Most niggas who feel us is real Uptown
You figure, I'm younger, that you harder
Well, keep ya head up or it's man slaughter

Is you
To come swim in the with the sharks
In the dark? You not bitch I can see it in your
a hoe

So stay on your of the field
On tha real slip on tha peel get killed
Stop playin', I start sprayin' I done told ya
take it off ya shoulder I'm a Uptown solja

So what's happenin'? I'm wit' that S.T.P.
So what's happenin'? I'm wit' that 1, 2, 3
So what's happenin'? I'm fuckin' that 17
It's understood that I'll die for wild 13

So keep it real, I'm wit' that World War 2
Representin', I'm gone that 11th ward crew
I smoke put a little dope and let my nutts hang
To the end, I'm here to ya it's an Uptown thang

Uptown got catchin' up the guard quicker
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture
Uptown got 'cha catchin' up the quicker
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture