Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the
That can actually give a blood mob like
Like the body cool, keep the strap up by the
trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up with no bullshit

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

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

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

We bust and and kick up dust
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? It's time to get
Why you your rhyme? 'Cuz I got skills

We bust and cuss and up dust
Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us?
So what's the It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz 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 where even in the summer niggaz wear beanies
Bustin' lyrics sharper razor blades, catch it from head to toe
If shocked, then amazed
When you see me at my stage
For my stage show 'em up

40 Thevz gettin' busy, 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 and scuffin', so give it up when I'm bustin'
Or get to duckin' I ain't given 'em nuthin'
Fools get none, so fuck 'em

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a whole of dynamite, then fight all night
I got jabs like a champion
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher
Quick to get it
from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a out my sleeve like Aladdin
Some fool tried to play me for a

I had to him like lunch or dinner, he's 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
Trying to come in here that garbage
My crew see the dopest and the
So clear the path or get punk ass bogarted

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

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

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

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

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

We don't give a fuck, better duck
39 deep in the back of 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
Like Tical from here to North
The ambassador of with amps in the trunk
And when time to rock a mic I won't be no punk

I bring death to the evil and power to the
My ain't Steve 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 verse Chuck
And you don't want no motherfuckin' here
'Cuz I can round up a posse like Paul
Your whole crew'll get took out, out, shook out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better out

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

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage
Socket you think that you can with mine in your wildest dreams
You best to wake up and
penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I burn like Parker
But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a of Blu Blockers
The lyrical night stalker at night in a pair of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my pistol tight
Dub-C, nigga from Westside mad circle

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