Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

1: Lloyd Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a flow sick
Pump shorty can hold his click
Them eyeing' they probably on my dick
The chocolate would look good in my all white (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU I STAY WITH THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
KISS YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE IN THE SKY
AND THE FIRST BEING NOW TO LEARN HOW TO FLY
AND I BE LOW IN THE BM ON MY WAY OUT NY
(Get low Banks!) I know it like I been gone for a minute
But I'm chinchilla Ice on with a fitted
Everybody money everybody gonna run
with that of bread smaller than the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
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 - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything took, it's gone be a breakdown
Come through like "hmmm, what I'm take now?"
the fuck I want, trust me dog
It gets ugly even when it comes to the (TURN IT UP)
LIKE TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO FRONT
I'MA HIT YOU AND MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU WHERE YOU (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE FRONTIN (Get Low X)
Get that do, What that do? How do?
Fuck you faggot, I 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 WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' TELL YOU AGAIN
IT, SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND

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

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

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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[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 freak in your presence im makin' it clear
Then you would all know if he wasen't (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 KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got time to deal your attitude
This shit was designed to put you in the
tryna' do sumtin nasty you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' WITH A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WORKIN WIT AND IM KINDA CUTE
WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN YOUR

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on club banger
Smack you in your mouth you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a couple bottles laugh about it Bus later
Bare I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN SO THERE'S THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) Five of death, you don't understand
I got New York City in the palm of my
Now I could make a tight fist and let it ridiculous
Or I could smack the world with a New Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!)
I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE IF IT HAPPENS RIP HIS JACKET
HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
A PASSION GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in hood {Uh huh}
These jokers screamin Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
They do they little mack he askin me who I
Ain't none of your concern you a G it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
STRESS A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
THEY SAYIN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he spent a little dough I'm fuck
If money ain't a I'm sayin let a bitch know
Type to your account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL PAID ANYPLACE I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, WANNA

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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[Verse 7: Missy (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put your up on me {Woo!!!}
Kiss it it, good, yes I wish you would (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S
LIKE I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU THAT CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) Have you ever seen in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it like a game of 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 YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE
MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY I'M BRITNEY SPEARS

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
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[Verse 8: Busta
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets declare me God of the
You niggaz is and wishin you could
Be claimin the the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's good you tryin to it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN SHIT
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR BITCH I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was niggaz know I ain't playin
There's no more I'm comin and slayin
The street the heat now turn up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a food until nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M THE BOOKER T
RESPECT IT YOU BETTER GET THE ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M GREEDY
I PAINT THE PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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