Luyện nghe bài hát What Up

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

To all my Texas country muffins
let me hit that liquor and that blunt you puffin'
And after that I'ma throw that "young money" up
And we can watch it fall like it's bungee 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 want to asleep and light this house on fire
Goodnight, I'm still up, I told my girl to lay
I see the bottle is full, I'm to drink it way down
up Bun my nigga?
Man you know we down
And I'm an resident in UGK town
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I never give a fuck what any nigga say
The music all slow and the bitches all
Me and Pimp about to do it for the 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?
What up? up?

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

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