Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck
up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like
Like the body cool, keep the strap up by the
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up no bullshit

See there, it's clip for this stickup on the hip
Peep the correct way to get pimp on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's strong
Wreck it nice and proper, if it's on I'm to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe I'm fits to drop her
Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I stompin'
Throw up my fists just like this I'm mobbin'

I killed the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five
I'm deep like Denzel my Crimson Tide, nigga
Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something
I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee within from the hood
You need it, I'll feed it, baby, check the
Have you goin' like Mary J. Blige
When it's poppin' this you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats like Howard

My squad is hard with players and
No toleration, for fakers and
with me with all honesty
You get bombed rap comin' constantly
Bumpin' G-15's, scene
Killin' the competition making a fuckin' green
So ring, the rosie and mosey to the Rosie
And I want you to G

We and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to with us?
So what's the time? time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? I got skills

We and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us?
So what's the It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz how I bail

Watch me, swallow nickel and shit five pennies
I'm the of them all though the rat is kinda skinny
How linny and squidgy think they can see me?
I'm from Compton where even in the summer niggaz beanies
Bustin' lyrics sharper than razor blades, it from head to toe
If you're shocked, then
When you see me at my stage
For my stage show 'em up

40 gettin' busy, rockin' coast to coast
the most rap, the hoes then rocks 'em up
Givin' it up for hip-hop victims how should I 'em and then pop 'em
For poppin' like to get what I got, and I ain't got a lot of nuthin'
'Cuz I been ruffin' and scuffin', so it up when I'm bustin'
Or get to duckin' 'cuz I ain't 'em nuthin'
can't get none, so fuck 'em

Let me the motherfuckin' mic
a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all night
I got jabs like a welterweight
The pocket-pincher pistol-packin'
to get it crackin'
Went jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve Aladdin
Some tried to play me for a punk

I had to have him lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner
Fuckin' with a winner, one contender top dog
nigga in charge runnin' with a group of hogs
40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and
Best to put daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to come in here that garbage
My crew see the dopest and the
So clear the path or get punk ass bogarted

We bust and and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to fuck us?
So what's the time? It's time to get
Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz I got

We bust and and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to with us?

I peep and get recognized
all the hard liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way
Like a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt and ain't crackin'
For them steppin' up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
I be earnin' stripes in tight bunches
All the carry nines, I carry rhymes in sucker punches
Tootsie, my knees don't bend

Just like that Hoffman, I be dustin' off men often
Jaywalkin' your coffin with an eleven shot loss
And wrecked that Austin won't soften
You're lost and see arson, to exterminate the nigga like Orkin
Stalkin' lofts men to New and in between
So take caution, leave the for dental hygeine
Mental plus my gene equals nasty young
The raps be lung takin' vinyl's virginity

Coincidentally I run shit Walter Payton
Niggaz player hatin' 'cuz I like a Dayton
I kick the bass like Ron at the Carter
When C and B came
Blowin' niggaz up like when stupid ass got caught smokin'
Figure, your stigma is of enigma
So bitch-ass niggaz step like the Delta Sigma Thetas

We don't a fuck, fools better duck
39 in the back of Wino's truck
Like in the paint, fool think I ain't?
Your is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank
I rev like a motor float on like a to kick a style
Like from here to North Dakota
The of funk with amps in the trunk
And when it's time to a mic I won't be no punk

I bring death to the and power to the people
My name Steve Miller but I fly like an eagle
Don't me for a chump, I get around like Gump
And I got more con in my verse Chuck
And you don't no motherfuckin' problems here
'Cuz I can round up a posse like Revere
Your whole crew'll get took out, turned out, out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better out

Fresh out the box
Sportin' a stockin' cap, cut off
And some high-top striped
The freestyle psychosomatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics still as tight as a straight
The last in line but one of the to get wit' cha
Bringin' more terror to than a Michigan militia
Click, click boom, nigga your crew

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your monitor
Socket you think you can fuck with mine in your wildest dreams
You best to up and apologize
Niggaz yearn me 'cuz I burn like Parker
But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a pair of Blu
The lyrical night stalkin' at night in a pair of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my grip tight
Dub-C, that from Westside mad circle

Ay man, ay ay, up Wino?
Uh, like loc, it's like late, let's get the up out of here
Are we out? Yeah, yeah, it
Fuck it, mad circle