Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

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

See that there, it's for this stickup on the hip
Peep the correct way to get pimp on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's strong
it nice and proper, if it's on I'm finsta to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, best believe I'm fits to her
Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I keep
up my fists just like this when I'm mobbin'

I killed the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five
I'm deep like Denzel my Crimson Tide, nigga
Chaka Khan, I tell you something good
I'm like Spike Lee within tales from the hood
You need it, I'll feed it, baby, check the
Have you goin' like Mary J. Blige
When it's like this you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats like Howard

My squad is hard with players and
No toleration, for and busters
Fuckin' with me with all
You get bombed rap songs comin'
G-15's, Westside scene
Killin' the while making a fuckin' green
So ring, the rosie and mosey to the Rosie
And I want you to G

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

We bust and cuss and up dust
none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? It's time to get
Why you bust your 'Cuz that's how I bail

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

40 Thevz gettin' busy, coast to coast
the most rap, the hoes then rocks 'em up
Givin' it up for victims how should I drop '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'
can't get none, so fuck 'em

Let me rock the mic
a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all night
I got jabs like a welterweight
The pocket-pincher pistol-packin'
to get it crackin'
Went from jackin' to rappin' to with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve like
Some fool tried to me for a punk

I had to him like lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner
Fuckin' with a winner, number one top dog
Head nigga in runnin' with a group of hogs
40 Thevz, Circle, Cat, and Crowbar
to put your daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to come in here with garbage
My see the dopest and the hardest
So clear the path or get punk ass bogarted

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fresh out the box
Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies
And some high-top striped
The fanatic psychosomatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics as tight as a straight jacket
The in line but one of the first to get wit' cha
more terror 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
Socket you think that you can fuck with in your wildest dreams
You best to wake up and
Niggaz penetentiary me 'cuz I burn like Parker
But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a pair of Blu
The lyrical night stalker stalkin' at night in a of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my pistol tight
Dub-C, that nigga from mad circle

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