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Lời bài hát: Get Up Get Down

Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650

Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes equipped to rest Hold up just a sec, coolio, I'm on deck Malika The afterdiction is on point, causin' friction when I'm slack Suck the joy to hit the joint back and actually give a blood mob Like Gotti, like the body cool, keep the strap up by the naughty Niggas trippin' quite the females, I don't step up with no bull*** See that there, it's a clip of that stick up on the hip Peep the correct way to get your pimp on Let me hit the bongo and my mind's quite strong Recognize the popper if it's on, I'm fist to soccer If I'm swingin' for the knock, y'all best believe I'm fist to dropper 95's on the poppin', representin' I keep stompin' Throw up my fist just like this when I'm mobbin' I kill the last, kill the ass with my 95's Drive em' deep like Denzel with my crimson tie Nigga, like Chaka Khan, I tell you something good I'm high C like Spike Lee with the tails from the hood You need it? I'll feed it Baby, check the size, have you goin' down like Mary J. Wise When it's poppin' like this, you can't be a coward Shorty freak ***in' beats like Adena Howard My squad is hard, we're players and hustlers No toleration for fakers and busters ***in' with me with all honesty You get bomb rap songs comin' constantly Bumpin' G15's, Westside sing Killin' the competition while makin' a ***in' dream So ring around the Rosie and Rosie to the Rosie And I want you to know We bust and cuss and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggas wanna *** with us It's time to get real Cause I got skills We bust and cuss and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggas wanna *** with us It's time to get real Cause that's how I watch me Swallow the nickel and *** five pennies I'm the locust of them all Though the rat is kinda skinny I'm any lenny and squiggies think they can see me I'm from Compton, we're even in the summer Niggas wear beanies, bustin' lyrics, troppin' in razorblades Cut you from head to toe if you're shocked And amazed when you see me at my stage show For our stage show, be the most 40 thieves gettin' busy rockin' coast to coast Dogs to locs, rap to hoes, then rocks and more Givin' it up for hip-hop, it don't stop till I drop In the box, long for poppin', like to get what I got And I ain't got a whole lot or nothin' Cause I been roughin' and scuffin' So give it up when I'm bustin' to get the duckin' Cause I ain't givin' them nothin' Fools can't get none, so *** em' Let me rock the mother***in' mic Smoke a whole stick of dynamite Then fight all night, I got jabs Like a wall-to-weight champion A pocket-pinchin' purse, snacks, a pistol packin' Quick to get it crackin', went from jackin' to rappin' To runnin' with a pack of madmen Pull a trick out my sleeve like a Latin Some fool tried to play me for a punk, I had to have him like Lunch and dinner, he's just a beginner ***in' with a winner, number one contender Top dog hair nigga in charge Runnin' with a group of hoes 40 thieves mad circle, gettin' pro-bar Less to put your gold up Whack-ass rappers get tossed up Tryna come in here with that garbage My crew see the dopest and the hardest So quit a path or get your punk-ass broke on it We bust and cuss and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggas wanna *** with us So what's the time? It's time to get a real Cause we got skills I peep game and get recognized Buyin' on a hard liquor, toothpick and beady diet Bitch, you got dealt Pilt your cap the other way like a reversible Louis Vuitton Gucci belt And ain't nothin' crackin' For them niggas steppin' up with the funk I'm packin' and actin' Cause I be earnin' stripes and tight clutches All the homies carry nines, I carry rhymes and sucker punches What? Tootsie, my knees don't bend Just like that actor Hoffman I be dustin' off men often Jay walkin' over your coffin with an 11-shot Lawson John Richard Austin won't soften You're lost in Searson To exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin Stalkin' Laughlin' to New York and in between So take caution Leave the flossin' for dental hygiene Mental plus my gene equals nasty Young *** harassed me Lungmaster takin' Vonda's virginity Coincidentally, I run *** like Walter Payton Niggas playa hatin' cause I spoke like a Jayden I'll kick their face like Ron Carter at the quarter when CMB control it Blowin' niggas up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin' Figure, your stigma is lack of enigma So bitch-ass niggas better step like the Delta Sigma Theta We don't give a *** Fools better duck 39 chief in the back of Rhino truck like Robin in the paint Fool think I ain't Your crew is on stank That's why I'm pullin' weight I rev like a motor floater Ooh, like a floater Kickin' style like Sakai from here to North Dakota The ambassador of folk with amps in the trunk And when it's time to rock a mic, I won't be no punk I bring death to the evil, power to the people, my Name ain't Steve Shiller, but I fly like an eagle Don't play me for a joke, I get around like Gump And I got more gun in my verse than Chuck And you don't want no mother***in' problems here Cause I can mount up a posse like Paul Revere Your whole crew will get took out, turned out, shook out Earned up like a cookout, so fools better look out Fresh out the penalty box One of the stocking cap cut off niggas in some high-top striped socks The free stuff, monadic cycle, so mad it's back at it Causing static with lyrics still as tight as a straight jacket The last in line, but one of the first to get what you're bringin' More terror to emcees than a Michigan militia Click, click, boom, nigga, *** your crew It's the jank of your papa Takin' over, pissin' in your stage monitor Sock it, you think that you can *** with mine in your wildest dreams You best to wake up and apologize Niggas been a teacher, reality, cause I burned my ***er But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a pair of blue blockers The lyrical night stalker, stalking the night in a pair of greased khakis Chuck Taylors, my pistol grip typed up See, that nigga from Westside Mass Circle Hey, hey, hey, what's up Wano? Uh, like, look, it's late, let's get the *** out of here Are we out? Yeah, yeah, *** it *** it, Mass Circle, bitch

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