Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
Hold up just a sec Coolio, I'm on
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob Gotti
Like the body cool, the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I step up with no bullshit

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

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

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

We and cuss and kick up dust
none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? It's to get real
Why you bust your 'Cuz I got skills

We and cuss 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 bust your rhyme? that's how I bail

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

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

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a whole of dynamite, then fight all night
I got jabs like a welterweight
The pocket-pincher pistol-packin'
Quick to get it
Went from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a of mad men
a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
Some fool tried to me for a punk

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

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

We bust and and kick up dust
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?

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

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

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

We don't give a fuck, better duck
39 in the back of Wino's truck
Like in the paint, fool think I ain't?
Your is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank
I rev like a motor float on like a boat to kick a
Like Tical from to North Dakota
The ambassador of funk 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 name ain't Steve but I fly like an eagle
Don't play me for a chump, I get around Gump
And I got more con in my than Chuck
And you don't no motherfuckin' problems here
I can round up a posse like Paul Revere
Your whole crew'll get took out, out, shook out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better out

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

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' pissin' in your stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck with mine in your wildest
You to wake up and apologize
Niggaz 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 stalkin' at 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 like late, let's get the fuck up out of
Are we Yeah, yeah, fuck it
Fuck it, mad bitch