Luyện nghe bài hát Wuz Up Wuz Up

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

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

Chamillionaire you see it, hey (don't forget the K)
getting in the way, hey don't forget the K
I don't to bring the K, I'm ready to knuckle up
a beat down on him, like I'm Skillz and the Play
(got I don't play), I'ma hit him with the knuckle game
And then Rasaq, gonna hit him with another
The click, gonna hit him with another (bang)
dizzy, he can't remember his mother's name
(let me wake you up), let me refresh memory
I can be your friend, or your bestest enemy
Please him what he's guilty of ref, (a penalty)
Get hit so hard, you would it's ten of me
(but the deal), my nigga hol' up
We fin to po' up, cold cup
Is you ready to sell, (my nigga nuff)
Cause to H-Town, got it (sowed up)
Go on throw up your hood, and I'ma know you
Nigga show him your slug, (nigga show him grill)
Them niggaz looking 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 up, but you blowing still
(And they see your ring), when you hold your wheel
Roll the window up on em, and go

- 2x]

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

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

- 2x]

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

Tuck]
Fuck it, po' it up
what's up, let me see what click you in
You a bad bitch, let me see some
Pass then, pass
it popping, till the sun begin
Then us a hotel, to check up in
Ja'causezi suite, 20-10
Come on in, I see you your friend

Them boys, do it big as us
boys, ain't even real as us
But them over there, grilling us
So all my real niggaz, let's up
of them niggaz, as true as us
Ain't nothing, can do do us
What niggaz wanna do, what's up
ain't ready, for Chamillionaire 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 already 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 already it, g'yeah-g'yeah

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