Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
Hold up just a sec Coolio, I'm on
(Malika)
Yeap, the diction is on
Causin' friction I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up no bullshit

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

I killed the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five
I'm deep like with my Crimson Tide, nigga
Like Khan, I tell you something good
I'm Hi-C like Lee within tales from the hood
You it, I'll feed it, baby, check the size
Have you down like Mary J. Blige
When it's poppin' like this you be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats like Adina

My squad is hard players and hustlers
No toleration, for and busters
Fuckin' with me all honesty
You get bombed rap songs constantly
Bumpin' G-15's, scene
Killin' the competition while a fuckin' green
So ring, around the rosie and mosey to the
And I you to know G

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

We bust and cuss and kick up
Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us?
So the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your 'Cuz that's how I bail

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

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

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

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

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

We bust and cuss and up dust
none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?

I game and get recognized
Buyin' all the liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way
Like a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci and ain't nothin' crackin'
For them niggaz up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
'Cuz I be stripes in tight bunches
All the homies nines, I carry rhymes in sucker punches
What? Tootsie, my don't bend

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be off men often
Jaywalkin' over coffin with an eleven shot loss
And John wrecked that Austin soften
You're lost and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga Orkin
Stalkin' lofts men to New and in between
So caution, leave the flossin' for dental hygeine
Mental plus my gene nasty young bastard
The raps be lung mastered vinyl's virginity

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

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

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

Fresh out the box
a stockin' cap, cut off dickies
And some striped socks
The fanatic psychosomatic back at it causin' static
lyrics still as tight as a straight jacket
The in line but one of the first to get wit' cha
Bringin' more to MC's than a Michigan militia
Click, click boom, fuck your crew

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

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