Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

[Hook: Fingaz]
Niggas sleeping WakeDaFucUp
This weed habit, the fuck up!
murder, you get ate the fuck up!
Your whole crew, we will break the up!

1: Fredro Starr]
Who better than us? The fuck will spark the East up
Aaah shit, the fucking beast up
From out of the sleep, niggas is boring
Fucking all these beast, the beast was snoring
Now the beast is hungry, stomach is
Nigga ribs is touching now they stuck in the
Motherfuckers is smiling but smiling
'Cause where I'm from, motherfucking be wilding
And the wolves be
Minds be rolling, be stolen
We're out the gutter, like fucking we bowling
The shit that I'm
Niggas talk shit, put the fifth to your

Niggas sleeping, better
This habit, drink the fuck up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the up!
Your whole crew, we will the fuck up!

[Verse 2: Sticky
Aaaah shit, you done woke up the
I smell rappers, no
It's obvious, have got too comfortable
And all rappers nowadays is bullshit
You like a bitch
you signing and dancing, you bitch!
You to loosen up your clothes nigga
And leave the dancing to them hoes
Hip Hop out on the block
I asleep at the wheel, the shit crashed into Pop
When I speak, the hood got the up, Spock
And leave my mark and you gotta get hit with the Onyx
Nigga you know, you know, nigga you know
Am I Hip Hop need a face lift
And what better face than the mad face to

[Verse 3: Skits
and nunchucks, brazing gun shots
When I'm done can rake their guts up (motherfucker)
This heat your face to slush pop
to Hell, this is Satan's bus stop
Got a hot cuffed up
Take the drugs, love, you get raped and butt
I snort speed I WakeDaFucUp
Kinda of off but hey
I'm somewhat crazed and off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) White cables cut off
Angels dust drops, how that
D.O.D. mad face, case

4: Jay Reaper]
Niggas got no taste, but when I'm looking that fuckers in
We hard body karate, Killuminati
I'm Picasso, an apostle, Hip Hop
Y'all niggas pop so I'm popping a in your liver
Try and copy what I got and I'll copy your
Niggas claiming they heartless, put 2 in yo mama
Brains leaking and your leave you looking like pasta
Ain't cause you dead on the floor, an imposter, yeah
See I'm obsessed this sport, lesson, I'm core
Repping the Onyx, niggas back with the force
We in this war, we back in, of course
So all y'all boot-legged niggas, get yo' ass to the

Keep sleeping, beds is (x3)
Keep sleeping, sleeping
Keep sleeping, beds is (x3)
sleeping, keep sleeping