Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

[Intro: Busta (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done created epidemic for the streets nigga
Just when thought it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I you thought 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 imagine if they cut the lights off in the club

1: Lloyd Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you that got a flow this sick
Pump shorty nobody can his click
Them hoes they probably on my dick
The chocolate would look good in my all white (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 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 gone for a
But I'm back Ice on with a fitted
Everybody money 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 - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything took, it's gone be a breakdown
Come like "hmmm, what I'm goon take now?"
the fuck I want, trust me dog
It gets even when it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO FRONT
I'MA HIT YOU AND MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU WHERE YOU (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T FOR NOTHIN 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 You and you mans butt, you in your man's truck
But chance is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU HOW THAT SHIT GOES, LET THAT SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' TELL YOU AGAIN
FUCK IT, SAY HELLO TO MY FRIEND

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

[Verse 3: DMX & Mary J. (Busta Rhymes)]
Swizz is the monster, X is the
Fuckin' wit Bus, man everyday is a
Stay off the streets, tired of to y'all niggaz
stick a fork at y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY WHEN A NIGGA (Get low Mary!)
you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige to handle 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 WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY WATCH ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
let me show you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for coppin The (Uh huh)
Bus did one the remix is take two
You the way we re inventin' how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND DANCIN AND A BALL
AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR GO 'HEAD AND

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

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any in here
Like it when I be spankin' them and pullin' hair
Theirs a freak in your im just makin' it clear
Then you would all if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU TO GO
COME THROUGH CITY AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) Shorty what you do
I ain't got time to deal with attitude
This was designed to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A LIL' 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 PUT MY DICK IN YOUR MOUTH

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

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

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

[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in your hood {Uh
These jokers screamin damn Rah be lookin good {Yeah}
They do they little mack he me who I tapped
Ain't none of your you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A NIGGA PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A OF QUESTIONS ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
THEY SAYIN DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he a little dough I'm 'gon fuck
If money ain't a thang I'm sayin let a know
to empty 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 PAID ANYPLACE I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

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

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

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

[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you me the streets declare me God of the hood
You is watchin and wishin you could
Be the throne the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's good you tryin to it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN SHIT
YOU AND YOUR 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 I ain't playin
There's no delayin I'm comin and slayin
The street with the heat now up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a nigga food until left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M THE BOOKER T
RESPECT IT YOU GET THE SALUTIN ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS I'M GREEDY
I THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

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