Luyện nghe bài hát From the Ground Up

Testin',
It's game orienfested, size vested
K-Cizee, JoJo, that boy Too Sheezee, Shaw
And Earl Stevens, AKA, Charlie
Hey Todd, you on? Am I on?

The foundation was laid years ago
I a whole empire in your stereo
Got a four leaf clover the Bay
Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA

We keep the shit together, let's it that way
From all the way to San Jose
We in a new era for ten years you made
So what's up E-Feezi? We the shit, beotch

How you I got this pot belly, overnight?
Shet a was hungry, I had an appetite
Just like a lie to my that's caught up in the struggle
tryin' to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin'

Barney Rubble, gettin' in trouble and up
got me makin' my kids piss in a cup
It's cold, why I got a few bucks, I put up
sellin' greens, investing in some vending machines
From the up

We started with nothing nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the we started
We started nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us the ground on up

From the ground up, here go details
This verse here was made, said strictly for the females
Don't y'all know time for y'all to blow up like Napalm
Instead of Tupperware and Avon

Get business license, go on and put the peas in the pot
Tell your baby to get baby daddy to buy you a nail shop
Or a beauty saloon, he come to be the biggest tycoon
With methamphetamine laughs and heroin

Six pulled me over laid a nigga on the ground
my car real good I know you know what they found
I had the trunk, full of that junk, X-Rated lyrics, with the funk

No doubt, I was just about to flood the
Big boxes full of tapes with dope fiend beats
Two boy groupies, mad as hell
Black men makin' mail, take him to jail

We started with from nothing we made something
Nobody really a damn about us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we something
Nobody gave a damn about us from the ground on up

I spent sixteen hundred makin' born to
Used my niggaz gold ropes and his
I was broke to with, didn't give a fuck
Couldn't tell me Dawg wasn't comin' up

When motherfuckers roll by bumpin' your
It makes you feel good when you bust a nut
Now I'm a and can't get enough
Forty tell em how it is way too tough, Dawg

When I started rappin', motherfuckers would cap
That nigga fake he sound like Woody Pecker on
Niggaz, laugh and say, "I rap too fast way back then"
But now I be all kind of motherfuckers tryin' to sneak
My little old in

And that's a compliment 'cause I ain't trippin' on the
What about the money? What the money?
Ask me, sheeit, I think there's enough money up in this
For all of us, we can Sasquatch the system without a doubt
All we gotta be is our paper route

We started nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us the bottom we started
We with nothing from nothing we made something
really gave a damn about us from the ground on up

That's real, Too Sheezee, Ant Banks, Fonzarelli
and my nigga, JoJo
We all come from the ground up,

Right from the bottom to the top from the up we never stop
Right from the to the top, we never stop
Right from the bottom to the top from the ground up we stop
Right the bottom to the top, we never stop

Never stop, no we will never stop,
We will never stop, we will, we will never
We will never stop from the ground up, the ground up
From the ground up, no, from the up, from the ground up
From the bottom to the top, baby, baby baby baby, baby, baby