Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - it - babe - watch 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
Just when y'all it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I know you thought we was finished, bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo just imagine if cut the lights off in the club

[Verse 1: Lloyd (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you that got a flow this sick
Pump shorty nobody can hold his
Them eyeing' they probably on my dick
The chocolate would good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY WITH THE SO DON'T EVEN TRY
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE IN THE SKY
AND THE FIRST HUMAN NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY
AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY
(Get low Banks!) I know it feels like I been for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla Ice on with a
Everybody money everybody gonna run
with that bowl of smaller than the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE
BUT YOU CAUSE YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE RANGE AND LET 'EM

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

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) it's took, it's gone be a breakdown
Come through like "hmmm, what I'm goon now?"
the fuck I want, trust me dog
It gets ugly even it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO FRONT
HIT YOU AND YOUR MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
NIGGAZ BUILT FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE FRONTIN (Get Low X)
Get do, What that do? How that do?
you faggot, I shot at you
And what? You and you mans butt, you in your truck
But your is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU KNOW HOW THAT SHIT GOES, LET THAT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, THE SAME FROM THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT YO, I AIN'T GON' TELL YOU AGAIN
FUCK IT, SAY HELLO TO MY FRIEND

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

[Verse 3: DMX & J. Blige (Busta Rhymes)]
Swizz is the monster, X is the
wit Bus, man everyday is a piece
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to y'all
I'ma stick a fork at niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my woman still I rep for the kids
In every hood, and all my peoples a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for The Breakthrough (Uh huh)
Bus did one the remix is take two
You love the way we re how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE SELLIN OUT THE STADIUMS, AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND GUCCI WE DON'T SHOP AT THE (Huh!)
GOT YOU AND DANCIN AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

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

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any in here
it when I be spankin' them and pullin' they hair
Theirs a in your presence im just makin' it clear
Then you would all if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T
GET UP IN YA FACE AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) Shorty what you do
I ain't got time to deal with your
shit was designed to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WORKIN WIT SUMTIN AND IM CUTE
THE WAY I DO IT HOW I TURN IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE PUT MY DICK IN YOUR MOUTH

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

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this banger
Smack you in your mouth make you swallow pulp razor
Pop a bottles laugh about it with Bus later
Bare witness I'm the young (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THE RING FINGER
YOU I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) boroughs of death, you don't understand
I got New York City in the of my hand
Now I could make a tight 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 RIP HIS JACKET
HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
WITH A GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

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

[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in your hood {Uh
jokers screamin damn Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
They do they little mack he me who I tapped
none of your concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A 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 DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he there lookin stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he spent a little dough I'm 'gon
If money ain't a thang I'm 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 ANYPLACE I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
3x]

[Verse 7: Missy (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go mami, don't I look charmin put your lips up on me {Woo!!!}
Kiss it touch it, good, yes I wish you (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS
LOOKIN I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) you ever seen thickness in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it like a of ping pong
If you me two shots of it strong
Nigga bring it on I might let you take me (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) IN HERE
THIS BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE BEWARE
FAKE MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M BRITNEY

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - 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 watchin and wishin you
Be claimin the the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's good you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE HISTORICAL SHIT
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR BITCH WHILE I'M MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I ain't
no more delayin I'm comin and slayin
The street with the heat now up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a nigga food until nothin (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS LIKE I'M DOIN THE BOOKER T
IT YOU BETTER GET THE SALUTIN ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS I'M GREEDY
I PAINT THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD I DO GRAFFITI SO

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