Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

[Hook: Fingaz]
Niggas better WakeDaFucUp
This habit, drink the fuck up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the up!
Your whole crew, we will the fuck up!

[Verse 1: Starr]
Who better than us? The fuck will spark the coast up
shit, the fucking beast woke up
From out of the deep sleep, niggas is
Fucking all these weak beast, the was snoring
Now the is hungry, stomach is growling
Nigga is touching now they stuck in the island
is smiling but nobody smiling
'Cause where I'm from, motherfucking niggas be
And the wolves be
Minds be rolling, be stolen
We're coming out the gutter, fucking we bowling
The shit I'm holding
Niggas shit, put the fifth to your colon

Niggas sleeping, better
This habit, drink the fuck up!
murder, you get ate the fuck up!
Your whole crew, we break the fuck up!

[Verse 2: Sticky
Aaaah shit, you woke up the monster
I smell rappers, no
It's obvious, y'all have got too
And all rappers nowadays is bullshit
You like a bitch
Lala you and dancing, you bitch!
You need to loosen up your clothes
And the dancing to them hoes nigga
Hip Hop started out on the
I asleep at the wheel, the shit crashed into Pop
When I speak, the hood got the ears up,
And leave my mark and you gotta get hit with the Onyx
Nigga you know, nigga you know, you know
Am I wrong? Hip Hop need a face
And what better than the mad face to get?

[Verse 3: Vicious]
Blades and nunchucks, gun shots
When I'm done can rake their guts up (motherfucker)
This heat turns your to slush pop
Ride to Hell, this is Satan's bus
Got a hot bitch up
Take the drugs, love, you get and butt fucked
I speed then I WakeDaFucUp
Kinda of off but hey
I'm somewhat crazed and off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) boy's cables cut off
dust drops, how that taste?
D.O.D. mad face, closed

[Verse 4: Jay
Niggas got no taste, but when I'm looking that in figures
We hard body karate, Killuminati
I'm Picasso, an apostle, Hip Hop
Y'all pop so I'm popping a shot in your liver
Try and what I got and I'll copy your chopper
Niggas claiming heartless, we'll put 2 in yo mama
leaking and your head leave you looking like pasta
Ain't cause you dead on the floor, an imposter, yeah
See I'm obsessed with sport, lesson, I'm core
with the Onyx, niggas back with the force
We back in this war, we back in, of
So all y'all niggas, get yo' ass to the store

Keep sleeping, beds is (x3)
sleeping, keep sleeping
Keep sleeping, is burning (x3)
Keep sleeping, sleeping