Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

[Hook: Fingaz]
Niggas sleeping WakeDaFucUp
This weed habit, drink the up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the up!
Your whole crew, we will break the up!

[Verse 1: Fredro
Who better than us? The will spark the East coast up
Aaah shit, the fucking woke up
From out of the deep sleep, niggas is
Fucking all these weak beast, the beast was
Now the beast is hungry, stomach is
Nigga ribs is touching now they in the island
is smiling but nobody smiling
'Cause where I'm from, niggas be wilding
And the be howling
be rolling, cars be stolen
We're coming out the gutter, like we bowling
The that I'm holding
Niggas talk shit, put the fifth to your

Niggas sleeping, WakeDaFucUp
weed habit, drink the fuck up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the up!
Your whole crew, we will break the up!

2: Sticky Fingaz]
Aaaah shit, you woke up the monster
I smell rappers, no
It's obvious, y'all got too comfortable
And all these rappers is bullshit
You like a bitch
Lala you and dancing, you bitch!
You need to loosen up clothes nigga
And leave the to them hoes nigga
Hip Hop out on the block
I fell asleep at the wheel, the shit crashed Pop
When I speak, the got the ears up, Spock
And I'ma leave my mark and you gotta get hit the Onyx
Nigga you know, nigga you know, nigga you
Am I wrong? Hip Hop need a lift
And better face than the mad face to get?

[Verse 3: Skits
Blades and nunchucks, gun shots
When I'm done they can rake their up (motherfucker)
This heat your face to slush pop
Ride to Hell, this is bus stop
Got a hot bitch up
Take the drugs, love, you get raped and butt
I snort speed I WakeDaFucUp
Kinda of off but hey
I'm somewhat and drunk off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) White cables cut off
Angels dust drops, how that
D.O.D. mad face, closed

4: Jay Reaper]
Niggas got no taste, but when I'm looking that fuckers in
We body karate, Killuminati niggas
I'm Picasso, an apostle, Hip Hop
Y'all niggas pop so I'm a shot in your liver
Try and copy what I got and I'll copy your
Niggas claiming they heartless, put 2 in yo mama
leaking and your head leave you looking like pasta
Ain't cause you dead on the floor, an imposter, yeah
See I'm obsessed with sport, lesson, I'm core
Repping with the Onyx, niggas back with the
We back in war, we back in, of course
So all boot-legged niggas, get yo' ass to the store

Keep sleeping, is burning (x3)
sleeping, keep sleeping
Keep sleeping, beds is (x3)
sleeping, keep sleeping