Luyện nghe bài hát Uptown Thang (Remix Hot)

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

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

Music that's non-stoppin', for the hoes
Gangsta ass shit, for the smokin' opthimals
You know we gets Uptown is the clique
Big Boy can't fuck 'wit us, 'cuz Cash Money is the

I represent, real ass fa sho
From the Mac to the Melph to the
Up in the Clara, V.L., the shit in
Bout green can't forget about

Know I mean? Don't 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 bust back feel me
Here's the fuckin' deal, gotta keep it
Gotta holla at gangsta Hot boy to kill

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Once again it's me representin', comin' from the streets
Of the U.P.T., it's me, the money B.G.
Lettin' you 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 keep it real, for my
Most niggas who us is real Uptown niggas
You figure, because I'm younger, that you
Well, keep ya head up or it's man slaughter

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

So on your side of the field
On tha slip on tha banana peel get killed
Stop playin', before I start sprayin' I done ya
I'll it off ya shoulder I'm a Uptown solja

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

So keep it real, I'm chillin' wit' that 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 tell ya it's an Uptown

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