Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

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

[Verse 1: Lloyd (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a flow sick
Pump nobody can hold his click
Them hoes they probably on my dick
The would look good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I WITH THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
KISS YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE IN THE SKY
AND THE FIRST HUMAN NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY
AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY
(Get low Banks!) I know it like I been gone for a minute
But I'm chinchilla Ice on with a fitted
Everybody talk everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU WON'T 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 - - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything it's took, gone be a breakdown
Come through like "hmmm, what I'm take now?"
Whatever the I want, trust me dog
It gets ugly even it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ LIKE TO STUNT, YOU TO FRONT
I'MA HIT YOU AND MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T BUILT FOR BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE FRONTIN (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 SHIT GOES, LET THAT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, THE SAME FROM THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I GON' TELL YOU AGAIN
FUCK IT, SAY TO MY LITTLE FRIEND

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
4x]

[Verse 3: DMX & Mary J. (Busta Rhymes)]
Swizz is the monster, X is the
Fuckin' wit Bus, man is a piece
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to niggaz
I'ma stick a at y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP)
I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY WHEN A NIGGA (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 I rep for the kids
In every hood, and all my doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
let me show you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for coppin The (Uh huh)
Bus did take one the is take two
You love the way we re inventin' how we stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE SELLIN OUT THE STADIUMS, AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND GUCCI WE DON'T AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND DANCIN AND HAVIN A
AND YOUR THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
4x]

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any women in
Like it when I be spankin' them and pullin' they
Theirs a freak in your presence im makin' it clear
you would all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND HOLLA
(Get Low Boy) Shorty what you do
I ain't got time to deal your attitude
This shit was to put you in the mood
do sumtin nasty with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WORKIN WIT AND IM KINDA CUTE
WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY IN YOUR MOUTH

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
4x]

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this banger
you in your mouth make you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a couple bottles laugh about it with Bus
witness I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE FINGER
YOU I HAD TO KEEP 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 make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could smack the with a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!)
I THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT HAPPENS RIP HIS JACKET
SPLIT HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS
A PASSION GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in your {Uh huh}
These jokers screamin Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
They do they little he askin me who I tapped
Ain't of your concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
I GIVE A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A BITCH OUT ME I DID CHANGE
THEY DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin lookin stuck (Ha!)
He cause he spent 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 HOPIN ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
3x]

[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus this is man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look put your lips up on me {Woo!!!}
Kiss it it, good, yes I wish you would (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S
LOOKIN LIKE I COULD BE LIKE NIA
BOY YOU THAT CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) Have you ever seen in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it a game of ping pong
If you give me two shots of it
bring it on I might let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) MISDEMEANOR IN
THIS BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE BEWARE
FAKE MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T COME
I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M BRITNEY

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]

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

"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]