Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Outta Here

You ain't go home, but you gotta get the hell up out of here
If you got someone, then go get you a at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one, go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, let the door knob hit you on the way out

Niggaz was throwing rocks at the throne, and I got of that
The sequel to the Messiah, for I already murdered that
Niggaz hating on me, but look at 'em the of that
Nigga ain't this type of beef, you can't take the burger back
Burn it back my pocket, I'm trying to stop it
Unless mouth keeps leaking, dick back in your socket
How it feel, to know you wasted your whole lifetime
Living your whole lifetime, just to worry bout
Gimik was dissing me, he was fake they was missing me
Came to and make history, B I made 'em history
You could feel like you real, because that feeling
Gon shrivel up, reality turns it into misery
And you niggaz is killing me, with your
You a artist we bosses, the ones that c.d.'s
All your wanna-be, gonna punish me please
You got me laughing, I'm if niggaz wanna be Steve
Harvey, no you're funny at all
Running the game not at all, homie you your jaw
We grown folks, kiddy need to go run up the hall
Niggaz boring just ignore him, and the dummy'll
My brother is my descendent, we running a mile a
Hut-hut it's time to win it, I see you behind the
If you get quit there, got ya swisha lit playa
Blow smoke in the air, for the Color Changin' Click

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
Ha-ha thanks a lot, it 'ppreciate it
Hey mayn, shout out to everybody out there all the
That been staying down with a nigga, you I'm saying
his whole career, watching him grow
Watch us make it to that level, we on our way baby
You know I'm saying what up George Lopez, Juan
Sup mayn, y'all holding me down mayn
Shout out to my niggaz out there on the West, what up
Ha-ha yeah ha, shout out to my niggaz over there on the East mayn
what's up baby Garvey what's up dog ha-ha, Chamillitary mayn

Ladies and gentlemen, homie must be on
Victory for me, but he thought he have the narrow win
My aim is to blame, when I load it inside the and
Put the third eye on him, and do a lil' than stare at him
Poet I know it, I the modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is it is, it ain't fear
The absolute truth, is just some'ing some can't hear
don't live here no mo', he got convicted he ain't here
How the heck you set on the table, put truth aside
What you speaking my nigga, you can't me into my eyes
The Lord spoke the truth, and that just got him crucified
Y'all scared of the dagger, you trading your truth for lies
Look me in my eyes, I ain't trying to spook ya
Voice of the the past, yep I'm the future
Soon as you speak the truth, all the haters try to mute ya
But if you the truth, all pertrators will call you
Martin Luther King Koopa, many of 'em will
But if you can't take the heat, then get your hot ass out the
I words from Makevelli, riding was the ambition
So I bomb first on niggaz, like I'm in his position
Ay Chamillion you tripping, naw I'm handling
Raise my hand to the man, and my hand is my witness
I got a fo' to the fizzle, that's sure to damage your
But it ain't really even that serious, to tear you with
P you acting suspicious, you know me than that
If it was for a false reason, I would never
But you me better than rap, niggaz was telling me facts
So you can miss me with publicity, if they me that never that

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
Thank you-thank you, I the support
But everyone please take your seats, I'm not done more

In world of falsifying, where niggaz be claiming they real
Turn around and tell you a lie, bout what he paid on his
Same nigga that talk big, bout he made on his deal
This ain't ask me for advice, like they pay me Chamill'
ain't really real, only a few of 'em ball
Pissy diamonds yep, I'm one of the few of 'em y'all
Talking bout no piece and chain, and a few cars
thousand or five thousand, for what you do as a star
Now keeping in the vault, is the hardest part of the art
Knowledge got my crew smart, even when my crew was
Chamillionaire you did 'em wrong, why don't you get a
If I showed it to you, would you see what it do in the dark
you like it or not, don't really matter to me
Cause most of the love I know I'ma keep, my family tree
So you can gossip, bout what really happened Hatta and me
Or you can bout how so-and-so, way badder than me
It don't really matter to me, becuase I'm with it now
Maturity level I'm at, isn't even fun for a child
So set your mouse pad on the Internet, and punish my
Or set your on the streets of Houston, running me down
whatever I've been better, at proving a nigga wrong
Tell I don't need rocks, to prove a lil' nigga strong
So tell Watts, forget me I'm grooving I'm in my
Property of who, he ain't here that lil' nigga gone

(*cheering*)

(*talking*)
ok we gon chill out, we gon chill out mayn
We gon try to keep it moving, you know I'm saying
Focus on the music, give the fans some'ing to to
You know I'm saying, "The of Revenge" will be
One of the albums, to come out the South
And I put everything on that ha, let me give a shout out's
Shout out to Shahiem Reid, up at MTV2 I appreciate the love
Flex, Ke'noe, Killa Mike, Big Girl, 'sup
We gon shake haters off, know I'm saying ha-ha
Who am I forgetting, James 'sup up my nigga
'Sup my nig' ha-ha, O. Gizzle 'sup my
I know gon say I forgot 'em but man
I'll get you on the go my nig', ha-ha