Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
6x]

[Intro: Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done another epidemic for the streets nigga
Just when thought it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I know you we was finished, Flipmode bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo just if they cut the lights off in the club

[Verse 1: Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know got a flow this sick
shorty nobody can hold his click
Them eyeing' they probably on my dick
The chocolate would look in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY THE SKITS 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 I been gone for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla Ice on with a
Everybody talk everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE 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 - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

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

"Touch it - it - babe - watch 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 is a piece
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to niggaz
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 NIGGA (Get low Mary!)
you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. about to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown woman 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
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL
I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank for coppin The Breakthrough (Uh huh)
Bus did take one the is take two
You the way we re inventin' how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND DANCIN AND A BALL
AND YOUR THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

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

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any women in
Like it when I be spankin' them and pullin' they
Theirs a freak in your presence im just makin' it
Then you all know 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 THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got time to with your attitude
This was designed to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WORKIN WIT SUMTIN AND IM CUTE
WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE PUT MY DICK IN YOUR MOUTH

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

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this club
Smack you in your mouth make you swallow your pulp
Pop a bottles laugh about it with Bus later
Bare I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP BROOKLYN ON THE FINGER
(Get low Pap!) Five boroughs of death, you understand
I got New City in the palm of my hand
Now I could a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I smack the world with a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!)
I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT RIP HIS JACKET
SPLIT HIS BACK AND HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
WITH A PASSION GET IT THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

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

[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}
do they little mack he askin me who I tapped
Ain't none of your concern you a G it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
THEY SAYIN 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 fuck
If money a thang I'm sayin let a bitch know
to empty your account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE HOPIN ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID ANYPLACE I COULD
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE WINTER ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER MINE, THEY WANNA

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

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

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

[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you me the streets declare me God of the hood
You niggaz is and wishin you could
Be claimin the throne the way I got it lock it
What's good you tryin to stop it I'm you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN HISTORICAL
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR BITCH I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin 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 nigga food nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS I'M DOIN THE BOOKER T
RESPECT IT YOU GET THE SALUTIN ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M GREEDY
I PAINT THE ILLEST FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

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