Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Get Down

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

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

I killed the last, killed the ass my ninety-five drive
I'm deep Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga
Like Chaka Khan, I you something good
I'm like Spike Lee within tales from the hood
You need it, I'll it, baby, check the size
Have you goin' down like J. Blige
When it's poppin' like this you be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats Adina Howard

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

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

We bust and cuss and kick up
Don't none of niggaz want to fuck with us?
So what's the It's time to get real
Why you bust rhyme? 'Cuz 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 many linny and squidgy think can see me?
I'm from Compton where in the summer niggaz wear beanies
Bustin' lyrics sharper razor blades, catch it from head to toe
If shocked, then amazed
When you see me at my stage
For my show beat 'em up

40 gettin' busy, rockin' coast to coast
Dogs the most rap, the 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 it up when I'm bustin'
Or get to duckin' 'cuz I ain't given 'em
can't 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 purse-snatcher pistol-packin'
Quick to get it
Went from to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve like
Some fool to play me for a punk

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

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 time to get
Why you bust your rhyme? I got skills

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

I peep game and get
Buyin' all the hard liquor, and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled cap the other way
Like a reversible Louis-Vitton belt and ain't nothin' crackin'
For niggaz steppin' up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin
I be earnin' stripes in tight bunches
All the carry nines, I carry rhymes in sucker punches
What? Tootsie, my knees bend

Just like that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men
Jaywalkin' over your coffin an eleven shot loss
And John wrecked 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 equals nasty bastard
The raps be lung mastered vinyl's virginity

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

We don't give a fuck, better duck
39 deep in the back of truck
Like in the paint, fool think I ain't?
Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm pullin'
I rev like a motor float on like a to kick a style
Like Tical from here to North
The ambassador of funk with amps in the
And when it's time to a mic I won't be no punk

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

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

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

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