Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
6x]

[Intro: Busta (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo (It ain't over) we done created another epidemic for the streets nigga
Just when y'all thought it was safe to poke your out again, let's go!!!
I know you thought we was finished, bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX We Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo just imagine if they cut the lights off in the

[Verse 1: Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you that got a flow this sick
Pump nobody can hold his click
Them hoes eyeing' probably on my dick
The chocolate would good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE IN THE SKY
AND THE HUMAN BEING NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY
AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY
(Get low Banks!) I know it feels like I been for a minute
But I'm chinchilla Ice on with a fitted
Everybody talk everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU CAUSE YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
AFTER THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE AND LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
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2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) it's took, it's gone be a breakdown
Come through "hmmm, what I'm goon take now?"
the fuck I want, trust me dog
It ugly even when it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ LIKE TO STUNT, YOU TO FRONT
HIT YOU AND YOUR MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE SECURITY (Get Low X)
Get that do, What do? How that do?
you faggot, I shot at you
And what? You and you mans butt, you in your truck
But chance is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU KNOW HOW THAT GOES, LET THAT SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME FROM THE (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' TELL YOU
FUCK IT, SAY HELLO TO MY FRIEND

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 3: DMX & Mary J. (Busta Rhymes)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man everyday is a
off the streets, tired of talkin' to y'all niggaz
I'ma stick a fork at y'all (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE WHEN A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige about to my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown woman still I rep for the
In every hood, and all my doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY WATCH ALL PALE
I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for coppin The (Uh huh)
Bus did one the remix is take two
You love the way we re inventin' how we just new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE SELLIN OUT THE STADIUMS, AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO AND

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any in here
Like it when I be them and pullin' they hair
Theirs a freak in your presence im makin' it clear
Then you all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) Shorty what you do
I got time to deal with your attitude
shit was designed to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin nasty with you and ya (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOTTA
YA BOY WORKIN WIT SUMTIN AND IM KINDA
WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN MOUTH

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on club banger
Smack you in mouth make you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a couple bottles laugh it with Bus later
Bare witness I'm the young (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) Five boroughs of death, you understand
I got New York City in the palm of my
Now I could a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could smack the world with a New York (TURN IT UP!!)
I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE IF IT HAPPENS RIP HIS JACKET
SPLIT HIS AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
WITH A PASSION GET IT THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in your {Uh huh}
These jokers screamin damn Rah be lookin good {Yeah}
do they little mack he askin me who I tapped
Ain't none of concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A OF QUESTIONS ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID
THEY SAYIN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he there lookin stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he a little dough I'm 'gon fuck
If money ain't a I'm sayin let a bitch know
Type to your account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID ANYPLACE I FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
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[Verse 7: Missy (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I charmin put your lips up on me {Woo!!!}
it touch it, good, yes I wish you would (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU TO SEE ME WHEN I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT HIPS
LOOKIN I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) Have you seen thickness in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it like a of ping pong
If you give me two of it strong
Nigga bring it on I might let you take me (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) MISDEMEANOR IN
THIS YEAR BE CLEAR BE BEWARE
FAKE Y'ALL CAN'T COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY I'M BRITNEY SPEARS

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets declare me God of the
You niggaz is watchin and wishin you
Be the throne the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's good you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE HISTORICAL SHIT
INCASE YOU AND NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE BITCH WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I playin
There's no more delayin I'm and slayin
The street with the heat now turn up the until you go deaf
I eat a nigga food nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M THE BOOKER T
IT YOU BETTER GET THE SALUTIN ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M
I PAINT THE PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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