Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

[Hook: Fingaz]
Niggas sleeping WakeDaFucUp
This weed habit, drink the up!
murder, you get ate the fuck up!
Your whole crew, we will the fuck up!

1: Fredro Starr]
Who better 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, stomach is
Nigga ribs is now they stuck in the island
Motherfuckers is but nobody smiling
'Cause I'm from, motherfucking niggas be wilding
And the be howling
be rolling, cars be stolen
We're out the gutter, like fucking we bowling
The shit that I'm
Niggas talk shit, put the fifth to colon

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

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

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

4: Jay Reaper]
Niggas got no taste, but I'm looking that fuckers in figures
We hard body karate, Killuminati
I'm Picasso, an apostle, Hip Hop
Y'all niggas pop so I'm popping a shot in your
Try and copy what I got and I'll your chopper
claiming they heartless, we'll 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 with sport, lesson, I'm core
with the Onyx, niggas back 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, is burning (x3)
Keep sleeping, sleeping
Keep sleeping, is burning (x3)
sleeping, keep sleeping