Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

[Hook: Sticky
Niggas sleeping WakeDaFucUp
This habit, drink the fuck up!
murder, you get ate the fuck up!
Your whole crew, we break the fuck up!

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

Niggas sleeping, better
This weed habit, the fuck up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the up!
Your crew, we will break the fuck up!

2: Sticky Fingaz]
Aaaah shit, you done up the monster
I rappers, no wonder
It's obvious, have got too comfortable
And all rappers nowadays is bullshit
You colorful like a
you signing 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 at the wheel, the shit crashed into Pop
When I speak, the hood got the ears up,
And I'ma my mark and you gotta get hit with the Onyx
Nigga you know, nigga you know, you know
Am I Hip Hop need a face lift
And what better face than the mad face to

[Verse 3: Skits
Blades and nunchucks, gun shots
I'm done they can rake their guts up (motherfucker)
This turns your face to slush pop
Ride to Hell, this is Satan's bus
Got a hot cuffed up
Take the drugs, love, you get and butt fucked
I speed then I WakeDaFucUp
of off topic but hey
I'm somewhat and drunk off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) boy's cables cut off
Angels drops, how that taste?
D.O.D. mad face, case

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

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