Luyện nghe bài hát From the Ground Up

Testin',
game orienfested, size sixes vested
K-Cizee, JoJo, that boy Too Sheezee, Shaw
And Earl Stevens, AKA, Charlie
Hey Todd, you on? Am I on?

The foundation was laid several ago
I built a whole empire in your
Got a four leaf representin' the Bay
Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA

We the shit together, let's keep it that way
From Sacramento all the way to San
We in a new era for ten years you hits
So what's up E-Feezi? We the shit, beotch

How you I got this pot belly, overnight?
Shet a was hungry, I had an appetite
Just like a lie to my people caught up in the struggle
Motherfuckers tryin' to bubble, niggaz of slangin'

Barney Rubble, gettin' in and fuckin' up
got me makin' my kids piss in a cup
It's cold, why I got a few bucks, I put up
From sellin' greens, investing in some vending
the ground up

We started with from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the bottom we
We started with nothing from we made something
really gave a damn about us from the ground on up

From the ground up, here go details
This verse right here was made, said for the females
Don't y'all it's time for y'all to blow up like Napalm
Instead of Tupperware and Avon

Get your business license, go on and put the in the pot
Tell your baby to get your daddy to buy you a nail shop
Or a beauty saloon, since he to be the biggest tycoon
With methamphetamine laughs and heroin

Six police me over laid a nigga on the ground
Searched my car real good I know you know what found
I had the trunk, full of that junk, lyrics, laced with the funk

No doubt, I was just about to the streets
Big boxes full of with them dope fiend beats
Two boy groupies, mad as hell
Black men mail, couldn't take him to jail

We with nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we made
Nobody gave a damn about us from the ground on up

I spent hundred makin' born to mack
my niggaz gold ropes and his Cadillac
I was broke to start with, didn't a fuck
Couldn't tell me Short wasn't comin' up

When motherfuckers roll by your stuff
It you feel good like when you bust a nut
Now I'm a millionaire and can't get
Forty tell em how it is way too tough, Dawg

When I first rappin', motherfuckers would cap
That nigga fake he sound like Woody Pecker on
Niggaz, would laugh and say, "I rap too way back then"
But now I be all kind of motherfuckers tryin' to sneak
My little old in

And that's a compliment 'cause I ain't on the money
What about the What about the money?
Ask me, sheeit, I think there's enough up in this bitch
For all of us, we can Sasquatch the system without a doubt
All we gotta be is 'bout our paper

We started nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the bottom we
We started with from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the on up

That's real, Too Sheezee, Ant Banks, Forty
K-Ci and my nigga,
We all from the ground up, beaotch

Right from the bottom to the top from the ground up we never
Right from the bottom to the top, we stop
Right from the bottom to the top from the ground up we stop
Right from the bottom to the top, we never

Never stop, no we will never stop,
We never stop, we will, we will never stop
We never stop from the ground up, from the ground up
From the up, no, from the ground up, from the ground up
From the bottom to the top, baby, baby baby baby baby, baby,