Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

[Intro: Rhymes (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 you thought we was finished, Flipmode bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!!
Aiy yo just imagine if cut the lights off in the club

[Verse 1: Lloyd (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you that got a flow this sick
shorty nobody can hold his click
Them hoes eyeing' they probably on my
The would look good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY 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 feels like I been for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla Ice on a fitted
Everybody talk everybody gonna run
with that bowl of smaller than the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE
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 - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
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2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

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

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - 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
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to y'all
I'ma stick a 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 A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. about to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown still I rep for the kids
In hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S 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 everyone for coppin The Breakthrough (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 HAVIN A
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 spankin' them and pullin' hair
Theirs a in your presence im just makin' it clear
you would all know if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU KNOW
GET UP IN YA FACE AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got 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 A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT
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 IN YOUR MOUTH

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - 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 your mouth make you swallow your pulp
Pop a couple bottles laugh about it with Bus
Bare witness I'm the savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) boroughs of death, you don't understand
I got New York City in the of my hand
Now I could make a tight and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could the world with a New York Nemesis (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!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS
WITH A GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - babe - 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 hood {Uh
These jokers screamin Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
They do little mack he askin me who I tapped
Ain't of your concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
SAYIN DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he there lookin stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he spent a dough I'm 'gon fuck
If money ain't a thang I'm sayin let a bitch
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 IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious 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 WHEN I DIP DIP (Ha1)
IT LOOK LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS
LOOKIN LIKE I COULD BE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) you ever seen thickness in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it like a game of 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
YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE BEWARE
FAKE MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M SPEARS

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - 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 you could
Be claimin the throne the way I got it lock it
good you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN SHIT
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR BITCH I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I ain't
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 nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS LIKE I'M DOIN THE BOOKER T
RESPECT IT YOU BETTER GET THE ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M GREEDY
I PAINT THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO SO

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