Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

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

[Verse 1: Fredro
Who better us? The fuck will spark the East coast up
shit, the fucking beast woke up
From out of the deep sleep, niggas is
all these weak beast, the beast was snoring
Now the is hungry, stomach is growling
Nigga ribs is touching now they stuck in the
Motherfuckers is but nobody smiling
'Cause I'm from, motherfucking niggas be wilding
And the wolves be
Minds be rolling, cars be
We're out the gutter, like fucking we bowling
The shit 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 the fuck up!

[Verse 2: Fingaz]
Aaaah shit, you done up the monster
I rappers, no wonder
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 at the wheel, the shit crashed into Pop
I speak, the hood got the ears up, Spock
And I'ma leave my mark and you gotta get hit with the
you know, nigga you know, nigga you know
Am I Hip Hop need a face lift
And what face than the mad face to get?

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

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

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