Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Outta Here

You gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell up out of here
If you got someone, then go get you a room at the Inn
If you ain't got no one, then go have some fun by
But whatever you do, don't let the knob hit you on the way out

Niggaz was rocks at the throne, and I got word of that
The sequel to the Messiah, for what I already murdered
Niggaz hating on me, but look at 'em the of that
Nigga ain't this type of beef, you can't take the burger back
Burn it back my pocket, I'm trying to stop it
Unless your keeps leaking, dick back in your socket
How does it feel, to know you wasted whole lifetime
your whole lifetime, just to worry bout mine
Gimik niggaz was dissing me, he was they was missing me
Came to and make history, B I made 'em history
You could feel like you real, because that feeling
Gon shrivel up, when reality turns it into
And you niggaz is killing me, with wanna-be-me's
You a artist we bosses, the ones funded c.d.'s
All gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please
You got me laughing, I'm asking if wanna be Steve
Harvey, no hardly funny at all
Running the game not at all, homie you your jaw
We grown folks, kiddy schoolers to go run up the hall
boring just ignore him, and the dummy'll fall
My brother is my descendent, we running a a minute
Hut-hut it's time to win it, I see you the finish
If you get quit there, got ya swisha lit playa
Blow smoke in the air, for the Changin' Click g'yeah

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
thanks a lot, appreciate it 'ppreciate it
Hey mayn, shout out to out there all the fans
been staying down with a nigga, you know I'm saying
Through his whole career, him grow
Watch us make it to that next level, we on our way
You know I'm what up George Lopez, Juan Gonzalez
Sup mayn, y'all holding me down still
Shout out to my niggaz out there on the West, up Balance
Ha-ha ha, shout out to my niggaz over there on the East Coast mayn
Selene what's up baby Garvey up dog ha-ha, Chamillitary mayn

Ladies and gentlemen, homie be on heroine
Victory for me, but he thought he would the narrow win
My aim is to blame, when I it inside the barrel and
Put the third eye on him, and do a lil' than stare at him
I know it, I miss the modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it fear
The absolute truth, is just some'ing some can't hear
don't live here no mo', he got convicted he ain't here
How the heck you set fiction on the table, put aside
What you speaking my nigga, you can't look me into my
The good Lord spoke the truth, and that just got him
Y'all scared of the sharp dagger, you trading your truth for
Look me in my eyes, I ain't trying to spook ya
Voice of the present the past, yep I'm the
as you speak the truth, all the haters will try to mute ya
But if you the truth, all pertrators will you Koopa
Martin King Koopa, many of 'em will listen
But if you can't take the heat, get your hot ass out the kitchen
I heard words from Makevelli, was the ambition
So I bomb first on niggaz, like I'm in his position
Ay Chamillion you tripping, naw I'm handling
Raise my to the man, and my right hand is my witness
I got a fo' to the fizzle, that's sure to damage fitness
But it ain't really even that serious, to tear you stitches
P you acting suspicious, you me better than that
If it was for a reason, I would never react
But you know me than rap, niggaz was telling me facts
So you can miss me with publicity, if they me that never that

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
Thank you, I appreciate the support
But everyone take your seats, I'm not done there's more

In this world of falsifying, where be claiming they real
Turn around and tell you a lie, what he paid on his grill
Same nigga that talk big, bout what he on his deal
ain't ask me for advice, like they don't pay me Chamill'
Rappers ain't really real, a few of 'em ball
colored diamonds yep, I'm one of the few of 'em y'all
Talking bout no piece and chain, and a few lil'
Four thousand or five thousand, for you do as a star
Now keeping in the vault, is the hardest part of the art
Knowledge got my crew smart, when my crew was apart
Chamillionaire you did 'em wrong, why don't you get a
If I showed it to you, would you see it could do in the dark
Whether you like it or not, really matter to me
Cause most of the love I know I'ma keep, inside my tree
So you can gossip, what really happened with Hatta and me
Or you can gossip bout how so-and-so, way than me
It really matter to me, becuase I'm done with it now
Maturity level that I'm at, even fun for a child
So set your pad on the Internet, and punish my style
Or set your Reeboks on the streets of Houston, running me
whatever I've been better, at proving a nigga wrong
Tell Goliath I don't need rocks, to a lil' nigga strong
So tell Watts, forget me I'm I'm in my zone
Property of Mike who, he ain't here that lil' gone

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
Ha-ha ok we gon chill out, we gon chill out
We gon try to just it moving, you know I'm saying
on the music, give the fans some'ing to ride to
You know I'm saying, "The Sound of Revenge" be
One of the best albums, to come out the
And I put everything on that ha, let me a couple shout out's
Shout out to Shahiem Reid, up there at MTV2 I the love
Flex, Ke'noe, Killa Mike, Big Girl, Nancy
We gon these haters off, know I'm saying ha-ha
Who am I forgetting, Shepard 'sup up my nigga
'Sup my nig' ha-ha, O. Gizzle my nig'
I know somebody gon say I 'em but man
I'll get you on the next go my nig',