Luyện nghe bài hát What Up

"It's new!"
Yeah! yeah, Busta bust down, now
I know you all feel like doin'
Go 'head and crash your whip in the fuckin'
cool, niggaz, we gets busy

For sure, spit rogue, get more 'bout to in the door
Dick sore, split whores they shit on the floor
Clique more from when you use to see us before
Shit, kill a nigga, quick, niggaz my rapport
Keep workers on the strip be ready for war
Brick I a little quicker if they shit in the store
Rip, maybe 'til they drop, and shit in they drawers
Shit crazy when I pop, and I'm the four

Thick in the spot, watch them strip for the sport
Spit vicious for the block, yeah we swingin' a
Stick niggaz for they shit, them for they support
Quick nigga, better quit down at the court
Check track a little and try to go on my Forbes
Cause we stackin' we rich, and we holdin' the fort
This time, we had to bring it, what we brought
The shit to bang from L.A. to the streets of New York

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in your whip, the key and drive
Make a yeah we gonna make about five
We the truth and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the and everybody's with it
Once again you know we only to get it

Ha, I wicked now I'm back on the strip
Like I went on a vacation and I'm back my trip
Nuff radio like I'm sailin' a ship
Or the team circle the block, busy trailin' my clique
Truck packed of niggaz with the strap and the whip
Get the gat out of the stash, put it on my hip
Gat butt you in the face, split and fatten lip
Blood hit the floor than the clap when it drip

I credit name with bullets, read the back of the script
My initials engraved on the back of the clip
love the way we roll, how the movement is thick
So official like my name's on the back of bitch
Pay triple for the name on the of the stitch
like the whole city now I'm changin' the pitch
Kick back kinda crazy I'm holdin' the fifth
Think you nicer than the God, is only a myth

Grab ahold of the masses, I was with a gift
Niggaz be runnin' they trap, 'em over the cliff
Thinkin' and drinkin' the Guinness, holdin' the spliff
Flippin' and shittin' on 'til we old and we stiff
I don't even whips, throw the shit on the lift
12 hours, one worker do the of the shift
I do the to make you open your mouth
And give you shit to bang the and the rest of the south

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in your whip, turn the key and
a million yeah we gonna make about five
We speak the and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the and everybody's with it
Once again you we only come to get it