Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
6x]

[Intro: Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done created another epidemic for the streets
Just when thought it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I know you thought we was finished, bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo imagine if they cut the lights off in the club

[Verse 1: Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know got a flow this sick
Pump nobody can hold his click
Them hoes they probably on my dick
The chocolate look good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
KISS YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE IN THE SKY
AND THE FIRST HUMAN NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY
AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY
(Get low Banks!) I know it feels I been gone for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla Ice on with a
Everybody talk money everybody run
with that bowl of smaller than the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S BLUE IN THE
IF YOU HAD IT THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
AFTER THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE AND LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything took, it's gone be a breakdown
Come through like "hmmm, I'm goon take now?"
the fuck I want, trust me dog
It gets even when it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ LIKE TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO
HIT YOU AND YOUR MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
AIN'T BUILT FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, HIT THE SECURITY FRONTIN (Get Low X)
Get that do, What that do? How do?
Fuck you faggot, I at you
And what? You and you butt, you in your man's truck
But chance is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU KNOW HOW THAT SHIT GOES, LET SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME FROM THE (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T TELL YOU AGAIN
FUCK IT, SAY HELLO TO MY FRIEND

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 3: DMX & J. Blige (Busta Rhymes)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man everyday is a
Stay off the streets, of talkin' to y'all niggaz
I'ma stick a fork at niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY WHEN A NIGGA (Get low Mary!)
you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown still I rep for the kids
In hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE
I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for coppin The (Uh huh)
Bus did take one the is take two
You the way we re inventin' how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE SELLIN OUT THE STADIUMS, AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND GUCCI WE DON'T AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO AND

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any in here
Like it when I be spankin' and pullin' they hair
Theirs a in your presence im just makin' it clear
Then you all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
GET UP IN YA FACE AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got time to deal with your
shit was designed to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' WITH A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WIT SUMTIN AND IM KINDA CUTE
THE WAY I DO IT HOW I TURN IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN MOUTH

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
4x]

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this banger
Smack you in mouth make you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a bottles laugh about it with Bus later
Bare witness I'm the young (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER
(Get low Pap!) Five boroughs of death, you don't
I got New York in the palm of my hand
Now I make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could the world with a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!)
I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT RIP HIS JACKET
SPLIT HIS BACK AND HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
WITH A PASSION GET IT THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in your {Uh huh}
These jokers screamin Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
They do they mack he askin me who I tapped
Ain't none of concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
THEY DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he there lookin stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he a little dough I'm 'gon fuck
If ain't a thang I'm sayin let a bitch know
to empty your account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE HOPIN ON THE JET HE AIN'T NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID ANYPLACE I FIND
HIT THE IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
3x]

[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus this is man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look put your lips up on me {Woo!!!}
Kiss it touch it, good, yes I wish you (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU TO SEE ME WHEN I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS
LOOKIN LIKE I COULD BE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN THAT CHEECH AND
(Get low Missy!) you ever seen thickness in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it like a game of ping
If you give me two shots of it
Nigga it on I might let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) MISDEMEANOR IN
THIS YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE
MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M SPEARS

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]

[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the declare me God of the hood
You niggaz is watchin and you could
Be the throne the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's good you tryin to stop it I'm you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN SHIT
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin know I ain't playin
There's no delayin I'm comin and slayin
The street with the now turn up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a nigga food nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M DOIN THE T
IT YOU BETTER GET THE SALUTIN ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS I'M GREEDY
I PAINT THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD I DO GRAFFITI SO

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
4x]