Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

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

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

Niggas sleeping, WakeDaFucUp
This habit, drink 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 woke up the
I smell rappers, no
It's obvious, y'all got too comfortable
And all rappers nowadays is bullshit
You like a bitch
you signing and dancing, you bitch!
You need to loosen up your nigga
And leave the dancing to them nigga
Hip Hop out on the block
I fell asleep at the wheel, the shit into Pop
When I speak, the hood got the ears up,
And I'ma leave my mark and you get hit with the Onyx
Nigga you know, nigga you know, you know
Am I wrong? Hip Hop need a lift
And what better face the mad face to get?

[Verse 3: Vicious]
and nunchucks, brazing gun shots
When I'm they can rake their guts up (motherfucker)
This heat turns your face to pop
Ride to Hell, is Satan's bus stop
Got a hot cuffed up
Take the drugs, love, you get raped and butt
I snort speed I WakeDaFucUp
Kinda of off but hey
I'm somewhat crazed and off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) boy's cables cut off
Angels drops, how that taste?
D.O.D. mad face, case

[Verse 4: Jay
got no taste, but when I'm looking that fuckers in figures
We body karate, Killuminati niggas
I'm Picasso, an apostle, Hip Hop
niggas pop so I'm popping a shot in your 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 like pasta
speaking cause you dead on the floor, an imposter, yeah
See I'm obsessed this sport, lesson, I'm core
Repping with the Onyx, niggas with the force
We back in war, we back in, of course
So all y'all niggas, get yo' ass to the store

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