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 I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up with no bullshit

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

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

My squad is with players and hustlers
No toleration, for and busters
Fuckin' me with all honesty
You get bombed rap songs constantly
Bumpin' G-15's, Westside
Killin' the competition making a fuckin' green
So ring, the rosie and mosey to the Rosie
And I you to know G

We bust and cuss and up dust
Don't none of y'all 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 up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz to fuck with us?
So what's the 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 even in the summer wear beanies
Bustin' lyrics sharper than razor blades, catch it head to toe
If shocked, then amazed
When you see me at my stage
For my stage show 'em up

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

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a whole of dynamite, then fight all night
I got jabs like a welterweight
The pocket-pincher pistol-packin'
Quick to get it
Went from jackin' to 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 like lunch or dinner, he's just a
with a winner, number one contender top dog
Head nigga in charge runnin' with a group of
40 Thevz, Circle, Cat, and Crowbar
to put your daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to come in here 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 want to fuck us?
So what's the time? It's time to get
Why you bust rhyme? 'Cuz I got skills

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

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

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be off men often
Jaywalkin' over your with an eleven shot loss
And John that Austin won't soften
You're lost and see arson, to exterminate the flyest like Orkin
Stalkin' men to New York and in between
So take caution, leave the flossin' for dental
Mental plus my equals nasty young bastard
The raps be lung mastered takin' 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 strollin'
Blowin' niggaz up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught
Figure, your is lack of enigma
So bitch-ass better step like the Delta Sigma Thetas

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

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

out the penalty box
Sportin' a stockin' cap, cut off
And some high-top striped
The fanatic psychosomatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics still as as a straight jacket
The last in line but one of the first to get cha
Bringin' more to MC's than a Michigan militia
Click, boom, nigga fuck your crew

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

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