Luyện nghe bài hát Wake up

{Eh yo hov, 'em, Hip Hop betta wake up}

Yeah, the muhfuckin' music up
Yeah, turn the muhfuckin' up

betta wake up, stop sellin' crack to the blacks
Hope you a spare for your flat
accept me talkin' real facts
Down the like Jill and Jack
I speak what yah weak mind lacks yah that
I'm creative to the fullest what you 'bout Willis
'Cause your talkin' never it

I hear but don't it thou ain't realest
Yah just meat in the in the village
Yeah I'm a down diva niva
Ya'll not xena heat'll sqeeze into a beater
Yep I'm a top
I got the Luther King fever, ima feed yah
What yah teacher to preach yah
It's time to get
Black people all areas who carry us it ain't time to bury us
'Cause be our first love, say I do, let's cherish it

If you don't gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' legal
(It's alright)
If you gotta yah clothes on
(It's alright)
You gotta cellular phone
(It's alright)
And yah wheels dont
(It's alright)
And you gotta them jeans again
(It's alright)
Yeah if you tried oh
(It's alright)
stop the beef let's sell
(It's alright)

Hip hop betta up, the bed to make up
Some of ya'll be faker a drag in make-up
Got issues to take up we break up
Like Electra let go miss Baker
I Jacobs, but jewelry won't fix my place up
Gotta up, studio nice to cake up

Now check my flava, rich folks is now my
I got cable, and check out hot I my paper
Hip hop stop be my lifesaver
Like Kobe and if they left Lakers
And like a elevator DJ on a fader
Black people wake up or see yeah ass lata

If you gotta gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' money
(It's alright)
If you keep yah clothes on
(It's alright)
You ain't gotta cellular
(It's alright)
And yah dont spin
(It's alright)
And you gotta them jeans again
(It's alright)
Yeah if you oh well
(It's alright)
MC's the beef let's sell
(It's alright)

I need rims that don't listen and a system
First of change I see I'm gon' get one
745 no to drive
I ain't even gotta home I gots to in my ride, fuck it

(Rewind)
I can myself but I can't feel myself
I wanna feel myself Tweet
745 no license to
I ain't even home I gots to live in my ride, fuck it
Couple of karats in my ear won't
Need a nice chain layin' on this thousand shirt
Evisujeans cover the I kick game just like David Beckham
in my way I wet them

I'ma be this way the cops come catch 'em
To detective sketch 'em on the sidewalk wit
New Yorks till I got taught a lesson
Couple niggaz couple in correction
Hillary got ten, got 15 nigga even my kin
Got 5 years bringin' 19 in, I think I used to think like them
Now they gotta through the pictures that I send 'em in the pen
Hope you start yah life where I end

up
up
up

If you gotta gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' legal
(It's alright)
If you gotta yah clothes on
(It's alright)
You ain't gotta cellular
(It's alright)
And yeah wheels don't
(It's alright)
And you gotta wear jeans again
(It's alright)
Yeah if you tried oh
(It's alright)
MC's stop the beef let's
(It's alright)