Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
Hold up a sec Coolio, I'm on deck
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a mob like Gotti
Like the body cool, the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I 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 quite strong
Wreck it nice and proper, if on I'm finsta to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe I'm fits to drop her
Ninety-five's on poppin', I keep stompin'
Throw up my fists just like this when I'm

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

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

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

We and cuss 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 rhyme? 'Cuz that's how I bail

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

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

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a stick of dynamite, then fight all night
I got like a welterweight champion
The purse-snatcher pistol-packin'
to get it crackin'
Went from to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve Aladdin
fool tried to play me for a punk

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

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

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

I game and get recognized
all the hard liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way
Like a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt and nothin' 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 in sucker punches
What? Tootsie, my knees don't

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

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

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

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

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

the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck mine in your wildest dreams
You to wake up and apologize
Niggaz penetentiary me 'cuz I burn like Parker
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 grip
Dub-C, that from Westside mad circle

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