Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

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

[Verse 1: Starr]
Who better than us? The fuck will spark the East up
Aaah shit, the fucking woke up
out of the deep sleep, niggas is boring
Fucking all these weak beast, the beast was
Now the is hungry, stomach is growling
Nigga ribs is touching now they 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 out the gutter, like fucking we bowling
The that I'm holding
talk shit, put the fifth to your colon

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

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

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

4: Jay Reaper]
Niggas got no taste, but when I'm looking that in figures
We hard body karate, niggas
I'm Picasso, an apostle, Hip Hop
niggas pop so I'm popping 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 leave you looking like pasta
Ain't speaking cause you 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 back in this war, we in, of course
So all boot-legged niggas, get yo' ass to the store

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