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 'bout to kick in the door
sore, split whores 'til they shit on the floor
Clique more sick when you use to see us before
Shit, kill a nigga, quick, know my rapport
workers on the strip that be ready for war
Brick I flip a little quicker if shit in the store
Rip, maybe they drop, and they shit in they drawers
Shit crazy when I pop, and I'm grippin' the

Thick bitches in the spot, watch them strip for the
Spit vicious for the block, yeah we a torch
Stick niggaz for they shit, thank for they support
Quick nigga, better quit snitchin' down at the
Check track a little slick and try to go on my
Cause we stackin' like we rich, and we the fort
This time, we had to bring it, guess we brought
The shit 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
all in your whip, turn the key and drive
Make a million we gonna make about five
We the truth and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the and everybody's with it
Once you know we only come to get it

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

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

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

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