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 club we punish
Promise we don't with them, grab that thang and aim at them
Real your knuckles up, represent throw your cities up
Niggaz hating 'em up, represent throw it up

Chamillionaire you see it, hey (don't forget the K)
Niggaz in the way, hey don't forget the K
I don't need to the K, I'm ready to knuckle up
Drop a down on him, like I'm Skillz and the Play
(got skills I don't play), I'ma hit him the knuckle game
And Rasaq, gonna hit him with another swang
The whole click, gonna hit him with (bang)
Feeling dizzy, he remember his mother's name
(let me wake you up), let me refresh your
I can be your friend, or your bestest enemy
Please tell him 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, another cup
Is you ready to sell, (my sho' nuff)
Cause to H-Town, got it (sowed up)
Go on throw up your hood, and I'ma you real
Nigga him your slug, (nigga show him your grill)
Them niggaz looking for trouble, over here
And I'm not Big Tuck, but so I'm so (for real)
If you blowing kill, but you know you
And you see the pull up, but you blowing still
(And they see 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 whole crew you
Stirring up beef like stew bitch you, fuck what you going through
You'd think you in a zoo, how bats and gorillas rush you
like jelly fish do, why whip one whip two
And hocus and beat you like Peru, we don't need clues where is my tools
Diesel pants, matching my shoes
You niggaz know, that not here to lose
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, have work to do

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

- 2x]

I don't mean, to
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, what's up-what's up
Trying to deal with it, you gon have no
My get low, when my grands go up
No up front, you gon have no us
We gon burn off the lot, man hol' up
Cause I'm not a lame, I got the
I the swangs, hop out the lane
If you the thang, you better pop the thang
Or I'll knock brain, up out your frame
Ain't real, them boys ain't
Stick a fork in him, cause boy there through
Don't bout that boy, if that boy ain't you
He a thing of the past, that boy name

Tuck]
Fuck it, po' it up
Said up, let me see what click you in
You a bad bitch, let me see skin
Pass then, pass
Keep it popping, till the sun
find us a hotel, to check up in
Ja'causezi suite, room
Come on in, I see you brought your

Them boys, do it big as us
boys, ain't even real as us
But them boys over there, 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 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 know it, g'yeah-g'yeah

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