Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes to wreck
up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck
(Malika)
Yeap, the diction is on
Causin' friction I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob Gotti
Like the cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up no bullshit

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

I the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five drive
I'm deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide,
Like Chaka Khan, I tell you good
I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee within from the hood
You need it, feed it, baby, check the size
Have you goin' down like Mary J.
it's poppin' like this you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks beats like Adina Howard

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

We bust and cuss and kick up
Don't none of niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the time? time to get real
Why you your rhyme? 'Cuz I got skills

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 to get real
Why you bust your 'Cuz that's how I bail

Watch me, this nickel and shit five pennies
I'm the loc'est of all though the rat is kinda skinny
How linny and squidgy think they can see me?
I'm from Compton where even in the summer niggaz beanies
Bustin' lyrics sharper razor blades, catch it from head to toe
If you're shocked, amazed
you see me at my stage show
For my stage show 'em up

40 Thevz gettin' busy, rockin' coast to
Dogs the rap, the hoes then rocks 'em up
Givin' it up for victims how should I drop 'em and then 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 duckin' 'cuz I given 'em nuthin'
Fools can't get none, so 'em

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a whole of dynamite, then fight all night
I got like a welterweight champion
The pocket-pincher pistol-packin'
Quick to get it
Went from jackin' to rappin' to with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my like Aladdin
fool tried to play me for a punk

I had to him like lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner
with a winner, number one contender top dog
Head nigga in charge runnin' with a group of
40 Thevz, Circle, Cat, and Crowbar
Best to put your daughter, ass rappers get tossed up
to come in here with that garbage
My crew see the and the hardest
So clear the path or get your punk ass

We bust and cuss and kick up
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? I got skills

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

I peep game and get
Buyin' all the hard liquor, toothpick and
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way
Like a reversible Gucci belt and ain't nothin' crackin'
For them niggaz steppin' up the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
'Cuz I be earnin' in tight bunches
All the homies carry nines, I rhymes in sucker punches
What? Tootsie, my knees bend

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be off men often
over your coffin with an eleven shot loss
And John that Austin won't soften
You're and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
Stalkin' men to New York and in between
So take caution, the flossin' for dental hygeine
Mental plus my gene nasty young bastard
The raps be lung takin' vinyl's virginity

Coincidentally I run shit like Payton
player hatin' 'cuz I spoke like a Dayton
I kick the bass like Ron Carter at the
When C and B strollin'
Blowin' up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin'
Figure, your is lack of enigma
So bitch-ass niggaz better step like the Delta Sigma

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

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

Fresh out the box
a stockin' cap, cut off dickies
And some high-top socks
The freestyle fanatic psychosomatic back at it static
With lyrics still as tight as a straight
The last in line but one of the first to get cha
Bringin' more terror to MC's than a militia
Click, click boom, nigga fuck your

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

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