Luyện nghe bài hát Wuz Up Wuz Up

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

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

Chamillionaire till you see it, hey (don't 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), hit him with the knuckle game
And then Rasaq, gonna hit him with swang
The whole click, gonna hit him with (bang)
Feeling dizzy, he can't his mother's name
(let me wake you up), let me refresh memory
I can be your worst friend, or your bestest
Please him what he's guilty of ref, (a penalty)
Get hit so hard, you would think ten of me
(but what's the deal), my hol' up
We fin to po' up, cold cup
Is you ready to sell, (my sho' nuff)
D-Town to H-Town, got it (sowed up)
Go on throw up hood, and I'ma know you real
Nigga show him your slug, (nigga show him grill)
niggaz ain't 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
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 nigga you, fuck what you going through
You'd think you in a zoo, how these bats and rush you
Stinking like jelly fish do, why whip one two
And I'ma hocus and beat you like Peru, we don't need clues where is my
Abric Diesel pants, my shoes
You niggaz know, we're not here to lose
I'm send my hollow tips, trying to bruise
Whoa ride to the island of youth, it choke him till he blue
Subtract two for your crew, doctors have work to do

Fuck it throw your cups up, you got throw your bucks up
We done opened doors, we get them up
Bout them bitches, throw skirts up
Niggaz shine like a laser show, still money 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 load 'em in the
Take 'em to the hotel, what's up-what's up
Trying to with it, you gon have no luck
My get low, when my grands 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 the swangs, hop out the lane
If you the thang, you better pop the thang
Or I'll knock your brain, up out frame
Ain't real, them boys true
Stick a in him, cause that boy there 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 some
Pass then, pass
it popping, till the sun begin
Then find us a hotel, to up in
Ja'causezi suite, 20-10
Come on in, I see you brought friend

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

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

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