Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

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

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

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

My is hard with players and hustlers
No toleration, for and busters
with me with all honesty
You get bombed rap songs constantly
G-15's, Westside scene
Killin' the while making a fuckin' green
So ring, around the and mosey to the Rosie
And I want you to G

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

We bust and and kick up dust
Don't none of niggaz want to fuck with us?
So the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? that's how I bail

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

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

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all
I got like a welterweight champion
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher
to get it crackin'
Went from to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my like Aladdin
Some fool to play me for a punk

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

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

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

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

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men
Jaywalkin' over your coffin 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, leave the for dental hygeine
Mental my gene equals nasty young bastard
The raps be lung mastered vinyl's virginity

Coincidentally I run like Walter Payton
Niggaz hatin' 'cuz I spoke like a Dayton
I kick the bass Ron Carter at the Carter
C and B came strollin'
Blowin' niggaz up like when stupid ass got caught smokin'
Figure, stigma is lack of enigma
So bitch-ass better step like the Delta Sigma Thetas

We give a fuck, fools better duck
39 deep in the back of Wino's
robbin' in the paint, fool think 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 funk amps in the trunk
And when it's time to rock a mic I won't be no

I death to the evil and power to the people
My name ain't Steve but I fly like an eagle
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 problems here
I can round up a posse like Paul Revere
Your crew'll get took out, turned out, shook out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better out

Fresh out the box
Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies
And some striped socks
The freestyle fanatic psychosomatic back at it causin'
With lyrics as tight as a straight jacket
The in line but one of the first to get wit' cha
more terror to MC's than a Michigan militia
Click, click boom, fuck your crew

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck with in your wildest dreams
You to wake up and apologize
Niggaz yearn me 'cuz I burn like Parker
But anyway, half of y'all see me with a pair of Blu Blockers
The lyrical night stalker stalkin' at in a pair of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my pistol tight
Dub-C, that from Westside mad circle

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