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 what you
To bob your head, I know you likes to bob it
Back and forward to what that nigga Fresh

Music non-stoppin', p-poppin' for the hoes
Gangsta ass shit, for the smokin' opthimals
You know we gets Uptown is the clique
Big Boy fuck 'wit us, 'cuz Cash Money is the shit

I represent, real ass fa sho
the Mac to the Melph to the Calio
Up in the Clara, V.L., the in between
Bout green can't about Josephine

what I mean? Don't get caught in none of those areas
Or six people carry ya, niggas will bury ya
Bitch, I you knew? You can't fuck 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 deal, gotta keep it real
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 thang pussy

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

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

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

I'm uncomfortable, if in a town that's not
Get down with all that huntin', my trigga glad
To around the K and put some 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, home of that dope, 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 cheddar wit U.G.K. smokin' fry
Them Lite Riders, you run up, I told 'ja I let 'em
Bang or get banged nigga an uptown thang

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

Once again me representin', comin' straight from the streets
Of the U.P.T., it's me, the money B.G.
Lettin' you know make it relate, 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
niggas who feel us is real Uptown niggas
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 water the sharks
In the You not bitch I can see it in your heart
a hoe

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

So what's I'm fuckin' wit' that 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 I'll die for that wild 13

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

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