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 actually give a blood mob like
Like the body cool, keep the strap up by the
Niggie trippin' why you us, I don't step up with no bullshit

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

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

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

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

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

me, swallow this nickel and shit five pennies
I'm the loc'est of them all 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
Bustin' lyrics sharper than blades, catch it from head to toe
If you're shocked, amazed
When you see me at my stage
For my show beat 'em up

40 Thevz gettin' busy, rockin' to coast
Dogs the 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 give it up when I'm
Or get to duckin' I ain't given 'em nuthin'
Fools can't get none, so 'em

Let me the motherfuckin' mic
Smoke a whole of dynamite, then fight all night
I got jabs a welterweight champion
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher
to get it crackin'
Went from jackin' to rappin' to 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' with a winner, number one top dog
Head nigga in charge runnin' with a of hogs
40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and
Best to put your daughter, wack ass rappers get up
to come in here with that garbage
My see the dopest and the hardest
So clear the path or get punk ass bogarted

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

We and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of niggaz want to fuck with us?

I peep game and get
all the hard liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled cap the other way
Like a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt and ain't crackin'
For niggaz steppin' up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
'Cuz I be earnin' stripes in bunches
All the homies carry nines, I carry rhymes in sucker
Tootsie, my knees don't bend

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

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

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

I death 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 around like
And I got more con in my than Chuck
And you don't want no motherfuckin' problems
I can round up a posse like Paul Revere
Your crew'll get took out, turned out, shook out
up like a cookout, so fools better look out

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

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage
Socket you think that you can fuck mine in your wildest dreams
You best to wake up and
Niggaz penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I burn like
But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me a pair of Blu Blockers
The lyrical night stalker at night in a pair 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, let's get the up out of here
Are we out? Yeah, yeah, it
it, mad circle bitch