Luyện nghe bài hát Wake up

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

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

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

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

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 phone
(It's alright)
And yah dont spin
(It's alright)
And you gotta them jeans again
(It's alright)
if you tried oh well
(It's alright)
MC's stop the beef sell
(It's alright)

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

Now check my flava, folks is now my neighbors
I got cable, and check out hot I made my
Hip hop don't stop be my
Like Kobe and Shaq if left Lakers
And like a DJ on a cross fader
Black black wake up or see yeah ass lata

If you don't gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' legal
(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 boomin'
piece of change I see I'm gon' get one
745 no to drive
I ain't even gotta home I to live in my ride, fuck it

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

I'ma be this way until the cops catch 'em
To sketch 'em on the sidewalk wit chalk
New Yorks till I got taught a lesson
Couple gone couple in correction
got ten, Todd got 15 nigga even my kin
Got 5 bringin' 19 in, I just think I used to think like them
Now gotta live through the pictures that I send 'em in the pen
you don't 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 yah clothes on
(It's alright)
You ain't cellular phone
(It's alright)
And yeah wheels don't
(It's alright)
And you gotta wear them jeans
(It's alright)
Yeah if you oh well
(It's alright)
MC's stop the beef sell
(It's alright)