Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
6x]

[Intro: Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done created another epidemic for the nigga
Just when y'all it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I know you we was finished, Flipmode bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo just imagine if cut the lights off in the club

1: Lloyd Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you that got a flow this sick
Pump nobody can hold his click
Them hoes eyeing' they probably on my
The chocolate would look good in my all whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY WITH THE SKITS SO EVEN TRY
KISS YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE IN THE SKY
AND THE FIRST HUMAN NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY
AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY
(Get low Banks!) I know it feels like I been gone for a
But I'm chinchilla Ice on with a fitted
Everybody money everybody gonna run
with that bowl of smaller than the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
AFTER THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE AND LET 'EM

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) it's took, it's gone be a breakdown
Come through like "hmmm, what I'm take now?"
the fuck I want, trust me dog
It gets ugly even it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO FRONT
HIT YOU AND YOUR MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU WHERE YOU (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE SECURITY (Get Low X)
Get that do, What that do? How do?
you faggot, I shot at you
And what? You and you mans butt, you in your truck
But chance is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU HOW THAT SHIT GOES, LET THAT SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T TELL YOU AGAIN
FUCK IT, SAY HELLO TO MY FRIEND

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
4x]

[Verse 3: DMX & Mary J. (Busta Rhymes)]
Swizz is the monster, X is the
Fuckin' wit Bus, man everyday is a
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to niggaz
I'ma stick a fork at y'all (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE WHEN A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. about to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my woman still I rep for the kids
In every hood, and all my doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE
I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for coppin The (Uh huh)
Bus did take one the is take two
You the way we re inventin' how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any women in
Like it when I be spankin' and pullin' they hair
Theirs a in your presence im just makin' it clear
you would all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE
AND THE WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
GET UP IN YA FACE AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got time to deal your attitude
This shit was designed to put you in the
tryna' do sumtin with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' WITH A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WORKIN WIT AND IM KINDA CUTE
THE WAY I DO IT HOW I TURN IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN MOUTH

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on club banger
Smack you in mouth make you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a couple bottles laugh it with Bus later
Bare witness I'm the young (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER
(Get low Pap!) boroughs of death, you don't understand
I got New City in the palm of my hand
Now I could make a fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could smack the world a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!)
I THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT HAPPENS RIP HIS JACKET
SPLIT HIS AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS
WITH A PASSION GET IT THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in hood {Uh huh}
These jokers screamin damn Rah still be lookin good
They do they mack he askin me who I tapped
none of your concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A OF QUESTIONS ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A BITCH OUT ME I DID CHANGE
THEY DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin lookin stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin he spent a little dough I'm 'gon fuck
If money ain't a I'm sayin let a bitch know
Type to empty account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL PAID ANYPLACE I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
3x]

[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put lips up on me {Woo!!!}
Kiss it touch it, good, yes I you would (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME WHEN I DIP DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT HIPS
LIKE I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN THAT CHEECH AND
(Get low Missy!) Have you ever seen thickness in a thong on!}
You can hit it like a game of pong
If you give me two shots of it
Nigga it on I might let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) IN HERE
THIS YEAR BE Y'ALL BE BEWARE
FAKE MC'S Y'ALL COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY I'M BRITNEY SPEARS

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]

[Verse 8: Busta
(Get low Bus!) You see me you me the streets declare me God of the hood
You is watchin and wishin you could
Be claimin the the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
good you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN HISTORICAL
INCASE YOU AND YOUR ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR BITCH WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I playin
There's no more delayin I'm comin and
The with the heat now turn up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a nigga food until nothin (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M DOIN THE T
IT YOU BETTER GET THE SALUTIN ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS I'M GREEDY
I PAINT THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD I DO GRAFFITI SO

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]