Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

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

1: Lloyd Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a flow sick
Pump shorty nobody can his click
Them hoes eyeing' they probably on my
The chocolate would look in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU I STAY WITH THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE 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 it feels like I been gone for a minute
But I'm chinchilla Ice on with a fitted
Everybody talk money gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
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 - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything it's took, gone be a breakdown
Come like "hmmm, what I'm goon take now?"
Whatever the I want, trust me dog
It gets ugly when it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ LIKE TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO
I'MA HIT YOU AND MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE SECURITY (Get Low X)
Get that do, What do? How that do?
Fuck you faggot, I at you
And what? You and you mans butt, you in 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, THE SAME FROM THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T 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)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man is a piece
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to niggaz
I'ma stick a fork at niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE WHEN 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 REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY 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 how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
LOUIS AND GUCCI 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 - babe - it -
it - leave 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 they 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 HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I THE SHOW
AND THE WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
GET UP IN YA FACE AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got time to deal with attitude
This shit was to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin nasty you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOTTA
YA BOY WIT SUMTIN AND IM KINDA CUTE
THE WAY I DO IT HOW I TURN IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY IN YOUR MOUTH

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

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this club
Smack you in your mouth make you swallow pulp razor
Pop a couple bottles about it with Bus later
Bare I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE RING
YOU I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) Five boroughs of death, you don't
I got New York City in the of my hand
Now I could make a fist and let it crumble ridiculous
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 HEAD I'M 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 - bring it - - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]

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

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
turn it - 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 touch it, good, yes I 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 THAT CHEECH AND
(Get low Missy!) you ever seen thickness in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it like a game of ping
If you me two shots of it strong
Nigga bring it on I let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) MISDEMEANOR IN
YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE BEWARE
FAKE Y'ALL CAN'T COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC LIKE I'M BRITNEY SPEARS

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

[Verse 8: Busta
(Get low Bus!) You see me you me the streets declare me God of the hood
You niggaz is and wishin you could
Be the throne the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's good you to stop 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 HISTORICAL
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I YOUR BITCH WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz I ain't playin
There's no more delayin I'm and slayin
The with the heat now turn up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a food until nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M DOIN THE T
RESPECT IT YOU BETTER GET THE SALUTIN ME YOU SEE ME
BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M GREEDY
I THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

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