Luyện nghe bài hát Wuz Up Wuz Up

(*talking*)
Uh ha-ha,
Big Tuck, Chamillionaire hey go

- 2x]
Haters we ain't scared of them, in the club we punish
Promise we don't play with them, that thang and aim at them
Real throw your knuckles up, throw your cities up
Niggaz rough 'em up, represent throw it up

Chamillionaire you see it, hey (don't forget the K)
getting in the way, hey don't forget the K
I don't need to bring the K, I'm to knuckle up
Drop a beat down on him, I'm Skillz and the Play
(got skills I don't play), I'ma hit him with the game
And Rasaq, gonna hit him with another swang
The whole click, gonna hit him another (bang)
Feeling dizzy, he can't his mother's name
(let me wake you up), let me refresh memory
I can be your worst friend, or bestest enemy
Please tell him what he's of ref, (a penalty)
Get hit so hard, you would think ten of me
(but what's the deal), my nigga up
We fin to po' up, another cup
Is you ready to sell, (my sho' nuff)
D-Town to H-Town, got it (sowed up)
Go on throw up hood, and I'ma know you real
Nigga show him your slug, (nigga him your grill)
Them niggaz ain't for trouble, over here
And I'm not Big Tuck, but so I'm so (for real)
If you blowing kill, but you you trill
And you see the laws pull up, but you blowing
(And they see your pinky ring), when you hold your
the window up on em, and go g'yeah-g'yeah

- 2x]

[Big
This what we gotta do, dismantle you and your crew promise you
Stirring up beef like stew bitch you, fuck what you going through
You'd think you in a zoo, how bats and gorillas rush you
Stinking like jelly fish do, why whip one two
And I'ma hocus and beat you like Peru, we need clues where is my tools
Abric Diesel pants, my shoes
You niggaz know, that we're not to lose
I'm finna send my hollow tips, to bruise
ride to the island of youth, fuck it choke him till he blue
Subtract two Cardier for your crew, doctors have to do

it throw your cups up, you got money throw your bucks up
We opened doors, we get them hoes up
Bout them bitches, throw your up
Niggaz shine like a laser show, still counting money from two ago
Bar tender get violent mo', what kinda tracks everybody know

- 2x]

I don't mean, to
pass it to the Tuck, we gon po' another cup
We gon get a lot of hoes, we gon 'em in the truck
Take 'em to the hotel, like what's up
Trying to deal it, you gon have no luck
My patience get low, my grands go up
No money up front, you gon no us
We gon burn off the lot, man hol' up
I'm not a lame, I got the game
I start the swangs, hop out the
If you cock the thang, you better pop the
Or I'll your brain, up out your frame
Ain't real, them boys true
a fork in him, cause that boy there through
Don't worry bout boy, if that boy ain't you
He a of the past, what that boy name

Tuck]
Fuck it, po' it up
Said what's up, let me see what you in
You a bad bitch, let me see skin
then, pass then
Keep it popping, till the sun
find us a hotel, to check up in
Ja'causezi suite, room
Come on in, I see you your friend

Them boys, do it big as us
Them boys, even real as us
But them over there, grilling us
So all my real niggaz, let's up
None of them niggaz, as as us
Ain't nothing, can do do us
What y'all niggaz wanna do, up
ain't ready, for Chamillionaire and Tuck

What it is (what's up, up)
What it is (what's up, up)
What it is (what's up, up)
Who you (Koopa, Big Tuck)
You already know it (what's up, up)
What it is (what's up, up)
it is (what's up, what's up)
Who you (Koopa, Big Tuck)
You already know it,

(*talking*)
G'yeah G'yeah, Chamillionaire and Big
Y'all gon have to get your heart right mayn
to knuckle up and tussle nigga
You already it, Color Changin' Click