Luyện nghe bài hát Wuz Up Wuz Up

(*talking*)
Uh ha-ha,
Big Tuck, Chamillionaire hey go

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

Chamillionaire till you see it, hey (don't the K)
Niggaz getting in the way, hey forget the K
I don't 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 game
And then Rasaq, hit him with another swang
The whole click, gonna hit him another (bang)
Feeling dizzy, he can't remember his mother's
(let me wake you up), let me refresh your
I can be worst friend, or your bestest enemy
Please tell him he's guilty of ref, (a penalty)
Get hit so hard, you think it's ten of me
(but the deal), my nigga hol' 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 you real
Nigga show him your slug, (nigga him your grill)
Them niggaz ain't looking for trouble, 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
the window up on em, and go g'yeah-g'yeah

- 2x]

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

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

- 2x]

I mean, to interrupt
I'ma pass it to the Tuck, we gon po' 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 deal it, you gon have no luck
My patience get low, when my go up
No money up front, you gon no us
We gon burn off the lot, like man 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 your
Ain't real, them boys true
Stick a fork in him, cause that boy through
Don't worry bout that boy, if that boy you
He a thing of the past, that 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 skin
Pass then, then
Keep it popping, the sun begin
Then us a hotel, to check up in
Ja'causezi suite, room
on in, I see you brought your friend

Them boys, do it big as us
Them boys, ain't 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 y'all niggaz wanna do, up
They ain't ready, for Chamillionaire and

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

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