Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
6x]

[Intro: Busta (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done created epidemic for the streets nigga
when y'all 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!!! REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!!
Aiy yo just imagine if they cut the off in the club

[Verse 1: Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know got a flow this sick
Pump shorty nobody can 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
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE IN THE SKY
AND THE HUMAN BEING 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 chinchilla Ice on with a fitted
talk money everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU 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 - it - babe - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

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

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

[Verse 3: DMX & Mary J. (Busta Rhymes)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man everyday is a
Stay off the streets, tired of to y'all niggaz
I'ma stick a at y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP)
I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY WHEN A NIGGA (Get low Mary!)
Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh)
J. Blige about to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown woman I rep for the kids
In every hood, and all my doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY 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 love the way we re inventin' how we stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND GUCCI WE SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU AND DANCIN AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR GO 'HEAD AND

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

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any women in
Like it when I be spankin' them and they hair
Theirs a freak in your presence im just makin' it
you would all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU KNOW
GET UP IN YA FACE AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) Shorty what you do
I ain't got to deal with your attitude
This was designed to put you in the mood
do sumtin nasty with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WORKIN WIT SUMTIN AND IM KINDA
WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY IN YOUR MOUTH

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

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this club
Smack you in your mouth make you swallow your razor
Pop a couple bottles laugh about it Bus later
witness I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB
THE BRONX ON MY FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THE RING FINGER
YOU I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) boroughs of death, you don't understand
I got New York City in the of my hand
Now I could make a 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
HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM BLASTIN
WITH A GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - - 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 little mack he askin me who I
Ain't none of your concern you a G it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
THEY SAYIN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there lookin (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he spent a little dough I'm fuck
If money ain't a thang I'm sayin let a bitch
to empty your account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE HOPIN ON THE JET HE WASTIN NO TIME
ME ALL EXPENSE PAID ANYPLACE I COULD FIND
HIT THE IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY

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

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

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

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

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