Luyện nghe bài hát What Up

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

To all my Houston Texas country
Baby let me hit that liquor and that blunt you
And after that I'ma throw that "young money" up
And we can both watch it fall like it's jumpin'
Man I'm so high, next time we won't smoke all of ounce you buy
Oooh, I almost forgot to blow the out
'Cause I don't really to fall asleep and light this house on fire
Goodnight, I'm still up, I my girl to lay down
I see the bottle is full, I'm 'bout to it way down
What up Bun my
Man you know we stay
And I'm an honoray resident in UGK
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I never give a about what any nigga say
The music all and the bitches all pretty
Me and Pimp to do it for the city in this thing

- Drake]
What up? up?
in this bitch
What up? up?
Me and Pimp to do it for the city
What up? up?
up? What up?

[Verse 2 - C]
by the ton
Bricks crumbs
from nothin'
Mind on
Pussy a but a dick sell better
Went from Dickies and high shoes to a cashmere
Paint that got than it was in '94
The drink that got thicker and the dirt weed
'96 Impala with the stick on the
Now its Bentely four with Patron on the low
Light nigga, Polo fuck Hilfiger
Jammin' Thug, belly fulla of drugs
Young nigga, underdog nigga
Yellow lights on the Masa' do the pussy nigga
Yellow on my finger
in the car
My dick fuck but my pockets say stop
Not 'cause they empty I'm just greedy for
I need some mo' dough I'm a P.I.M.P. fo'

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