Luyện nghe bài hát Wake up

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

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

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

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

If you don't gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' money
(It's alright)
If you gotta yah clothes on
(It's alright)
You ain't gotta cellular
(It's alright)
And yah wheels spin
(It's alright)
And you gotta wear them again
(It's alright)
Yeah if you tried oh
(It's alright)
stop the beef let's sell
(It's alright)

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

Now check my flava, folks is now my neighbors
I got cable, and out hot I made my paper
Hip hop don't be my lifesaver
Like Kobe and Shaq if they Lakers
And like a elevator DJ on a fader
Black black people up or see yeah ass lata

If you gotta gun
(It's alright)
If yah makin' money
(It's alright)
If you gotta yah clothes on
(It's alright)
You ain't cellular phone
(It's alright)
And yah wheels dont
(It's alright)
And you gotta wear them again
(It's alright)
Yeah if you oh well
(It's alright)
MC's the beef let's sell
(It's alright)

I need rims don't listen and a boomin' system
piece of change I see I'm gon' get one
745 no license to
I ain't even home I gots to live in my ride, fuck it

(Rewind)
I can hear but I can't feel myself
I wanna myself like Tweet
745 no license to
I ain't even gotta home I gots to live in my ride, it
Couple of karats in my ear hurt
a nice chain layin' on this thousand dollar shirt
Evisujeans cover the rectum I kick 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 taught a
Couple niggaz gone couple in
Hillary got ten, Todd got 15 nigga my kin
Got 5 years 19 in, I just think I used to think like them
Now they gotta live through the pictures 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' legal
(It's alright)
If you gotta yah clothes on
(It's alright)
You ain't gotta cellular
(It's alright)
And wheels don't spin
(It's alright)
And you gotta them jeans again
(It's alright)
if you tried oh well
(It's alright)
MC's stop the let's sell
(It's alright)