Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

Watch me, swallow this nickel and shit pennies
I'm the loc'est of all though the rat is kinda skinny
How many linny and squidgy think can see me?
I'm from Compton where in the summer niggaz wear beanies
Bustin' lyrics sharper than blades, catch it from head to toe
If shocked, then amazed
When you see me at my stage
For my show beat 'em up

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

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

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

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

We bust and and kick up dust
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?

I game and get recognized
Buyin' all the liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way
a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt and ain't nothin' crackin'
For them niggaz up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
'Cuz I be stripes in tight bunches
All the homies carry nines, I carry rhymes in sucker
What? Tootsie, my knees don't

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be off men often
Jaywalkin' over your coffin with an eleven shot
And John wrecked Austin won't soften
lost and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
Stalkin' lofts men to New York and in
So take caution, leave the flossin' for dental
Mental plus my gene nasty young bastard
The be lung mastered takin' vinyl's virginity

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

We don't give a fuck, fools duck
39 deep in the back of Wino's
Like robbin' in the paint, fool think I
Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm rank
I rev like a motor on like a boat to kick a style
Tical from here to North Dakota
The ambassador of funk amps in the trunk
And when time to rock a mic I won't be no punk

I bring death to the evil and to the people
My ain't Steve Miller but I fly like an eagle
play me for a chump, I get around like Gump
And I got con in my verse than Chuck
And you don't want no motherfuckin' here
'Cuz I can round up a like Paul Revere
Your whole get took out, turned out, shook out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better out

out the penalty box
Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies
And high-top striped socks
The freestyle psychosomatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics as tight as a straight jacket
The last in but one of the first to get wit' cha
Bringin' more terror to MC's than a Michigan
Click, click boom, nigga fuck your

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

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