Luyện nghe bài hát Uptown Thang (Remix Hot)

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

As I proceed to hit the weed
I be givin' you exactly you need
To bob your head, 'cuz I you likes to bob it
and forward to what that nigga Fresh droppin'

Music non-stoppin', p-poppin' for the hoes
Gangsta ass shit, for the smokin' opthimals
You know we busy Uptown is the clique
Big Boy can't fuck 'wit us, 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
green can't forget about Josephine

Know what I mean? Don't get in none of those areas
Or six people will carry ya, will bury ya
Bitch, I thought you You can't fuck with me
The B.G., you want me me

In the U.P.T., the 2, 2, 3
Ready to bust back feel me
the fuckin' deal, gotta keep it real
Gotta at gangsta Hot boy hard to kill

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

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

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

Them raps, is a mil
You get killed if you get up with me in gangsta shit
When I say Uptown brings it you
Commence the drama that I present clown

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

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

I'm high I die, think I'm fake nigga try
I'm off of Texas cheddar wit U.G.K. fry
Them Riders, you run up, I told 'ja I let 'em hang
Bang or get banged nigga an uptown thang

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

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

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

Is you
To come swim in the water with the
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 banana peel get
Stop playin', before I start sprayin' I done ya
I'll take it off ya shoulder I'm a Uptown

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

So it real, I'm chillin' wit' that World War 2
Representin', I'm gone wit' 11th ward crew
I smoke weed put a little 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 waitin' on yo fuckin'
got 'cha catchin' up the guard quicker
They got a T-shirt waitin' on yo fuckin'