Luyện nghe bài hát Wake up

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

Yeah, turn the music up
Yeah, turn the music up

Motherfuckers betta up, stop sellin' crack to the blacks
Hope you bought a spare for your
Can't accept me talkin' real
Down the hill like Jill and
I speak what yah weak mind lacks yah that
I'm creative to the fullest what you talkin' 'bout
'Cause talkin' never kill it

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

If you gotta gun
(It's alright)
If yah legal money
(It's alright)
If you gotta keep yah on
(It's alright)
You ain't cellular phone
(It's alright)
And yah wheels dont
(It's alright)
And you wear them jeans again
(It's alright)
Yeah if you oh well
(It's alright)
MC's stop the beef let's
(It's alright)

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

Now check my flava, rich is now my neighbors
I got cable, and out hot I made my paper
Hip hop don't be my lifesaver
Like Kobe and Shaq if they left
And a elevator DJ on a cross 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 gotta keep yah on
(It's alright)
You gotta cellular phone
(It's alright)
And yah dont spin
(It's alright)
And you gotta wear jeans again
(It's alright)
Yeah if you oh well
(It's alright)
MC's stop the beef let's
(It's alright)

I need that don't listen and a boomin' system
First piece of I see I'm gon' get one
745 no license to
I ain't even home I gots to live in my ride, fuck it

(Rewind)
I can hear myself but I feel myself
I wanna feel like Tweet
745 no to drive
I ain't even gotta home I gots to 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 rectum I kick game just like David
in my way I wet them

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

up
up
up

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