Luyện nghe bài hát What Up

"It's new!"
Yeah! yeah, Busta bust down, now
I know what you all feel like
Go 'head and crash your in the fuckin' wall
It's cool, niggaz, we busy

For sure, spit rogue, get more 'bout to kick in the
Dick sore, split whores they shit on the floor
Clique more sick from you use to see us before
Shit, kill a nigga, quick, niggaz know my
Keep workers on the strip be ready for war
Brick I flip a little if they shit in the store
Rip, maybe 'til they drop, and they in they drawers
Shit crazy when I pop, and I'm the four

Thick in the spot, watch them strip for the sport
vicious for the block, yeah we swingin' a torch
Stick niggaz for they shit, thank for they support
Quick nigga, better snitchin' down at the court
track a little slick and try to go on my Forbes
Cause we stackin' like we rich, and we holdin' the
This time, we had to it, guess what we brought
The hottest to bang from L.A. to the streets of New York

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in your whip, turn the key and
Make a million we gonna make about five
We speak the and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the and everybody's with it
again you know we only come to get it

Ha, I stay now I'm back on the strip
Like I went on a vacation and I'm from my trip
Nuff radio like I'm sailin' a ship
Or the team circle the block, busy trailin' my clique
Truck packed full of with the strap and the whip
Get the gat out of the stash, put it on my hip
Gat butt you in the face, split and fatten lip
Blood hit the floor louder the clap when it drip

I credit your name with bullets, the back of the script
My victim's initials on the back of the clip
Chicks love the way we roll, how the movement is
So official my name's on the back of your bitch
Pay for the name on the back of the stitch
Name like the whole city now I'm the pitch
Kick back kinda crazy when I'm the fifth
Think you nicer than the God, is only a myth

Grab ahold of the masses, I was with a gift
Niggaz be runnin' they trap, throw 'em over the
Thinkin' and drinkin' the Guinness, busy the spliff
and shittin' on niggaz 'til we old and we stiff
I don't even drive whips, throw the on the lift
12 hours, one worker do the whole of the
I do the thing to you open your mouth
And you shit to bang the midwest and the rest of the south

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in whip, turn the key and drive
Make a million yeah we gonna make about
We speak the truth and we ain't talkin' no
I'm speakin' to the streets and everybody's it
again you know we only come to get it