Luyện nghe bài hát Wake up

{Eh yo hov, tell 'em, Hip Hop betta up}

Yeah, turn the music up
Yeah, turn the muhfuckin' up

Motherfuckers betta wake up, stop sellin' to the blacks
Hope you bought a for your flat
Can't accept me talkin' facts
Down the hill Jill and Jack
I speak what yah mind lacks yah heard that
I'm creative to the fullest you talkin' 'bout Willis
'Cause your talkin' never it

I hear but feel it thou ain't realest
Yah just sweet in the in the village
I'm a down diva done niva
Ya'll not xena heat'll sqeeze into a wife
Yep I'm a top
I got the Martin Luther King fever, ima yah
What yah need to preach yah
time to get seious
Black people all who gon' carry us it ain't time to bury us
'Cause music be our first love, say I do, cherish it

If you gotta gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' money
(It's alright)
If you gotta keep yah on
(It's alright)
You gotta cellular phone
(It's alright)
And yah dont spin
(It's alright)
And you wear them jeans again
(It's alright)
Yeah if you tried oh
(It's alright)
MC's stop the beef let's
(It's alright)

Hip hop betta wake up, the bed to up
Some of ya'll be faker than a in make-up
Got issues to take up before we up
Electra let go miss Anita Baker
I Jacobs, but jewelry won't fix my place up
Gotta up, studio nice to cake up

Now check my flava, rich folks is now my
I got cable, and check out hot I made my
Hip hop stop be my lifesaver
Like Kobe and Shaq if they left
And like a DJ on a cross fader
Black black people wake up or see ass lata

If you gotta gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' legal
(It's alright)
If you gotta keep yah on
(It's alright)
You ain't cellular phone
(It's alright)
And yah wheels spin
(It's alright)
And you gotta wear them jeans
(It's alright)
Yeah if you oh well
(It's alright)
MC's stop the beef let's
(It's alright)

I need rims that don't listen and a system
First piece of I see I'm gon' get one
745 no to drive
I ain't gotta home I gots to live in my ride, fuck it

(Rewind)
I can myself but I can't feel myself
I wanna feel myself Tweet
745 no license to
I ain't even home I gots to live in my ride, fuck it
of karats in my ear won't hurt
Need a nice chain on this thousand dollar shirt
cover the rectum I kick game just like David Beckham
Anybody in my way I wet

I'ma be this way the cops come catch 'em
To sketch 'em on the sidewalk wit chalk
New Yorks infections till I got a lesson
niggaz gone couple in correction
Hillary got ten, Todd got 15 even my kin
Got 5 years bringin' 19 in, I think I used to think like them
Now they gotta live the pictures that I send 'em in the pen
Hope you start yah life where I end

up
up
up

If you don't gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' money
(It's alright)
If you keep yah clothes on
(It's alright)
You ain't gotta phone
(It's alright)
And wheels don't spin
(It's alright)
And you gotta wear jeans again
(It's alright)
if you tried oh well
(It's alright)
MC's the beef let's sell
(It's alright)