Luyện nghe bài hát What Up

[Verse 1 -
rollers, what's up?
Drinks Houston, up?
Onyx, up?
You does it you does it baby
Harlem nights, up?
Treasures, up?
Legends, up?
Just love me just love me baby

To all my Houston country muffins
let me hit that liquor and that blunt you puffin'
And that I'ma throw that fuckin' "young money" up
And we can both it fall like it's bungee jumpin'
Man I'm so high, next time we smoke all of that ounce you buy
Oooh, I almost forgot to blow the out
'Cause I don't really want to asleep and light this house on fire
Goodnight, I'm up, I told my girl to lay down
I see the bottle is full, I'm 'bout to it way down
up Bun my nigga?
Man you know we down
And I'm an honoray resident in UGK
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I give a fuck about what any nigga say
The music all and the bitches all pretty
Me and about to do it for the city in this thing

[Chorus -
up? What up?
H-Town in bitch
up? What up?
Me and about to do it for the city
up? What up?
What up? up?

2 - Pimp C]
by the ton
Bricks crumbs
from nothin'
Mind on
Pussy a commodity but a dick better
Went from Dickies and shoes to a cashmere sweater
Paint that got than it was in '94
The drink that got thicker and the dirt rolled
'96 Impala the stick on the floor
Now its Bentely four with Patron on the low
Light wood nigga, Polo Hilfiger
Jammin' Slim Thug, belly of drugs
Young hard nigga, nigga
Yellow on the Masa' do the fall pussy nigga
diamonds on my finger
in the car
My dick wanna fuck but my say stop
Not 'cause empty I'm just greedy for somemo'
I some mo' dough I'm a P.I.M.P. fo' sho'

3 - Bun B]
Well its the O.G.
I got the soul
is dead I'm gettin' blowed
Ridin', bangin', gettin' throwed in the candy low
Chrome in front of it
on the back of it, my homie shoes runnin' shit
And shorty on the side of me is straight up off the cover
Don't care what anybody say long as the king her
Wish I tell her that I don't but it would kill her
I just keep on grippin' grains, drippin'
Bein' trilla, another brotha realer
Blowin' dollar killa
With that Filipino flow I just got it from Manila
'Bout to snow up in my
So let me put on my
In the 'Rari doin' donuts my name was J. Dilla
All about the so just point me to the dealer
Keep the work up in the attic and the money in the
Your girl up in the automatics for the fella's
You see us in the back than all you gotta do is us