Luyện nghe bài hát From the Ground Up

Testin',
It's game orienfested, size vested
K-Cizee, JoJo, that boy Too Sheezee, Shaw
And Earl Stevens, AKA, Hustle
Hey Todd, you on? Am I on?

The foundation was laid years ago
I built a whole in your stereo
Got a leaf clover representin' the Bay
Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA

We the shit together, let's keep it that way
Sacramento all the way to San Jose
We in a new era for ten years you made
So what's up We still the shit, beotch

How you I got this pot belly, overnight?
Shet a nigga was hungry, I had an
Just a lie to my people that's caught up in the struggle
tryin' to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin'

Barney Rubble, gettin' in and fuckin' up
Parole got me my kids piss in a cup
cold, that's why I got a few bucks, I put up
From sellin' greens, in some vending machines
the ground up

We started with nothing from nothing we something
really gave a damn about us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we made
Nobody gave a damn about us from the ground on up

From the up, here go some details
This verse right here was made, said strictly for the
Don't y'all know it's time for y'all to blow up like
Instead of Tupperware and Avon

Get your license, go on and put the peas in the pot
Tell your baby to get your baby daddy to buy you a shop
Or a beauty saloon, he come to be the biggest tycoon
With laughs and heroin balloons

Six police pulled me over a nigga on the ground
Searched my car real good I know you know what found
I had the trunk, of that junk, X-Rated lyrics, laced with the funk

No doubt, I was just about to flood the
Big boxes full of tapes with them dope fiend
Two boy groupies, mad as hell
Black men makin' mail, couldn't him to jail

We started with nothing from nothing we made
Nobody really gave a damn us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we made
Nobody gave a damn about us from the ground on up

I spent sixteen makin' born to mack
Used my niggaz gold ropes and his
I was broke to start with, give a fuck
Couldn't tell me Short Dawg wasn't up

When motherfuckers roll by bumpin' stuff
It makes you feel good when you bust a nut
Now I'm a millionaire and get enough
Forty em how it is way too tough, Short Dawg

When I first rappin', motherfuckers would cap
That fake he sound like Woody Pecker on crack
Niggaz, would and say, "I rap too fast way back then"
But now I be all kind of motherfuckers tryin' to sneak
My old style in

And a compliment 'cause I ain't trippin' on the money
about the money? What about the money?
Ask me, sheeit, I think there's enough money up in this
For all of us, we can Sasquatch pimp the system a doubt
All we gotta be is our paper route

We started with from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we made
Nobody really gave a damn us from the ground on up

That's real, Too Sheezee, Ant Banks, Forty
and my nigga, JoJo
We all come from the up, beaotch

Right from the bottom to the top the ground up we never stop
from the bottom to the top, we never stop
Right from the bottom to the top the ground up we never stop
Right the bottom to the top, we never stop

Never stop, no we will never stop,
We will never stop, we will, we will never
We will stop from the ground up, from the ground up
From the up, no, from the ground up, from the ground up
From the bottom to the top, baby, baby baby baby, baby, baby