Luyện nghe bài hát Wuz Up Wuz Up

(*talking*)
Uh ha-ha,
Big Tuck, hey let's go

- 2x]
Haters we scared of them, in the club we punish them
Promise we don't play with them, grab thang and aim at them
Real throw your knuckles up, represent throw your up
Niggaz hating 'em up, represent throw it up

Chamillionaire till you see it, hey (don't the K)
Niggaz getting in the way, hey forget the K
I need to bring the K, I'm ready to knuckle up
Drop a beat on him, like I'm Skillz and the Play
(got skills I don't play), I'ma hit him with the knuckle
And then Rasaq, gonna hit him another swang
The whole click, gonna hit him another (bang)
Feeling dizzy, he remember his mother's name
(let me you up), let me refresh your memory
I can be worst friend, or your bestest enemy
Please tell him what he's of ref, (a penalty)
Get hit so hard, you think it's ten of me
(but what's the deal), my nigga up
We fin to po' up, cold cup
Is you to sell, (my nigga sho' nuff)
D-Town to H-Town, got it (sowed up)
Go on throw up your hood, and I'ma know you
Nigga show him your slug, (nigga him your grill)
Them niggaz ain't for trouble, over here
And I'm not Big Tuck, but so I'm so (for real)
If you kill, but you know you trill
And you see the laws pull up, but you still
(And see your pinky ring), when you hold your wheel
Roll the up on em, and go g'yeah-g'yeah

- 2x]

[Big
This what we gotta do, dismantle you and your crew promise you
Stirring up beef like stew bitch nigga you, fuck what you going
You'd think you in a zoo, how these bats and gorillas you
Stinking like jelly fish do, why whip one two
And I'ma and beat you like Peru, we don't need clues where is my tools
Abric pants, matching my shoes
You know, that we're not here to lose
I'm finna send my tips, trying to bruise
Whoa ride to the island of youth, fuck it choke him till he
Subtract two for your crew, doctors have work to do

it throw your cups up, you got money throw your bucks up
We done opened doors, we get hoes up
Bout them bitches, your skirts up
Niggaz shine like a laser show, still counting money two days ago
Bar get very violent mo', what kinda tracks everybody know

- 2x]

I don't mean, to
pass it to the Tuck, we gon po' another cup
We gon get a lot of hoes, we gon load 'em in the
'em to the hotel, like what's up-what's up
Trying to deal it, you gon have no luck
My patience get low, my grands go up
No money up front, you gon no us
We gon burn off the lot, man hol' up
Cause I'm not a lame, I got the
I start the swangs, hop out the
If you cock the thang, you better pop the
Or I'll knock your brain, up out frame
Ain't real, boys ain't true
Stick a fork in him, cause boy there through
Don't bout that boy, if that boy ain't you
He a of the past, what that boy name

[Big
it, po' it up then
Said what's up, let me see click you in
You a bad bitch, let me see skin
Pass then, then
it popping, till the sun begin
Then us a hotel, to check up in
suite, room 20-10
Come on in, I see you brought your

Them boys, do it big as us
Them boys, ain't real as us
But them boys over there, us
So all my real niggaz, let's up
None of them niggaz, as as us
nothing, they can do do us
What y'all wanna do, what's up
They ain't ready, for and Tuck

What it is (what's up, up)
it is (what's up, what's up)
What it is (what's up, up)
Who you (Koopa, Big Tuck)
You know it (what's up, what's up)
it is (what's up, what's up)
What it is (what's up, up)
Who you (Koopa, Big Tuck)
You know it, g'yeah-g'yeah

(*talking*)
G'yeah G'yeah, and Big Tuck
Y'all boys gon have to get heart right mayn
Ready to knuckle up and tussle
You already know it, Color Changin'