Luyện nghe bài hát From the Ground Up

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

The foundation was laid several ago
I built a whole empire in stereo
Got a leaf clover representin' the Bay
Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA

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

How you think I got pot belly, overnight?
a nigga was hungry, I had an appetite
Just like a lie to my people caught up in the struggle
Motherfuckers to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin'

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

We started with nothing from nothing we something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the bottom we
We started with nothing from nothing we made
really gave a damn about us from 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 it's for y'all to blow up like Napalm
Instead of sellin' and Avon

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

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

No doubt, I was just about to the streets
Big boxes full of tapes with dope fiend beats
Two boy groupies, mad as hell
Black men makin' mail, couldn't take him to

We started with nothing from nothing we made
really gave a damn about us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing nothing we made something
Nobody really 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 to start with, didn't give a fuck
Couldn't tell me Short wasn't comin' up

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

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

And that's a compliment 'cause I trippin' on the money
What about the money? about the money?
Ask me, sheeit, I think there's enough up in this bitch
For all of us, we can Sasquatch pimp the system without a
All we gotta be is 'bout our route

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

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

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

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