Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

[Hook: Sticky
Niggas sleeping better
weed habit, drink the fuck up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the up!
Your whole crew, we will break the up!

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

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

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

[Verse 3: Skits
Blades and nunchucks, brazing gun
When I'm done they can rake guts up (motherfucker)
This heat turns face to slush pop
to Hell, this is Satan's bus stop
Got a hot bitch up
Take the drugs, love, you get and butt fucked
I snort speed then I
of off topic but hey
I'm somewhat crazed and off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) White boy's cut off
Angels dust drops, how that
D.O.D. mad face, closed

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

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