Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes to wreck
up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' friction I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool, keep the strap up by the
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I step up with no bullshit

See that there, it's clip for stickup on the hip
the correct way to get your pimp on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's strong
Wreck it nice and proper, if it's on I'm finsta to her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe I'm fits to drop her
on poppin', representin' I keep stompin'
Throw up my just like this when I'm mobbin'

I the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five drive
I'm deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide,
Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something
I'm Hi-C like Lee within tales from the hood
You it, I'll feed it, baby, check the size
you goin' down like Mary J. Blige
When it's poppin' like you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats like Howard

My squad is hard with players and
No toleration, for fakers and
Fuckin' with me with all
You get bombed rap comin' constantly
Bumpin' G-15's, Westside
Killin' the competition while making a fuckin'
So ring, around the rosie and to the Rosie
And I you to know G

We bust and cuss and kick up
Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? It's to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? I got skills

We bust and cuss and kick up
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? It's time to get
Why you your rhyme? 'Cuz that's how I bail

Watch me, swallow nickel and shit five pennies
I'm the of them all though the rat is kinda skinny
How many linny and think they can see me?
I'm from Compton where even in the summer niggaz beanies
Bustin' sharper than razor blades, catch it from head to toe
If you're shocked, then
When you see me at my stage
For my show beat 'em up

40 gettin' busy, rockin' coast to coast
the most rap, the hoes then rocks 'em up
Givin' it up for hip-hop victims how should I 'em and then pop 'em
For poppin' like to get what I got, and I ain't got a lot of nuthin'
'Cuz I been ruffin' and scuffin', so it up when I'm bustin'
Or get to 'cuz I ain't given 'em nuthin'
Fools get none, so fuck 'em

Let me the motherfuckin' mic
Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then all night
I got jabs a welterweight champion
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher
Quick to get it
Went from to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my like Aladdin
Some fool to play me for a punk

I had to have him like lunch or dinner, just a beginner
Fuckin' a winner, number one contender top dog
Head in charge runnin' with a group of hogs
40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and
Best to put your daughter, ass rappers get tossed up
to come in here with that garbage
My see the dopest and the hardest
So clear the or get your punk ass bogarted

We bust and cuss and up dust
Don't none of niggaz want to fuck with us?
So the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your 'Cuz I got skills

We bust and cuss and up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to with us?

I game and get recognized
Buyin' all the hard liquor, toothpick and
Bitch, you got dealt, your cap the other way
Like a reversible Gucci belt and ain't nothin' crackin'
For niggaz steppin' up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
'Cuz I be earnin' stripes in tight
All the homies carry nines, I carry in sucker punches
What? Tootsie, my knees don't

like that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men often
Jaywalkin' over your coffin an eleven shot loss
And John wrecked Austin won't soften
You're and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
Stalkin' lofts men to New York and in
So take caution, the flossin' for dental hygeine
plus my gene equals nasty young bastard
The raps be lung mastered vinyl's virginity

I run shit like Walter Payton
Niggaz player 'cuz I spoke like a Dayton
I kick the bass like Ron at the Carter
When C and B strollin'
Blowin' up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin'
Figure, stigma is lack of enigma
So bitch-ass better step like the Delta Sigma Thetas

We give a fuck, fools better duck
39 deep in the of Wino's truck
Like robbin' in the paint, think I ain't?
Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm rank
I rev like a motor float on like a boat to a style
Like from here to North Dakota
The ambassador of funk with in the trunk
And when it's time to rock a mic I won't be no

I bring death to the and power to the people
My ain't Steve Miller but I fly like an eagle
play me for a chump, I get around like Gump
And I got more con in my verse Chuck
And you don't want no motherfuckin' here
'Cuz I can round up a posse like Paul
Your whole get took out, turned out, shook out
Burned up like a cookout, so better look out

out the penalty box
Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies
And some high-top socks
The freestyle fanatic psychosomatic at it causin' static
With lyrics still as tight as a jacket
The last in but one of the first to get wit' cha
Bringin' more terror to MC's than a militia
Click, click boom, nigga your crew

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in stage monitor
Socket you that you can fuck with mine in your wildest dreams
You to wake up and apologize
Niggaz penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I like Parker
But anyway, of y'all couldn't see me with a pair of Blu Blockers
The lyrical night stalkin' at night in a pair of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my pistol grip
Dub-C, that nigga from Westside mad

Ay man, ay ay, up Wino?
Uh, like loc, it's like late, let's get the up out of here
Are we out? Yeah, yeah, it
Fuck it, mad bitch