Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

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

[Verse 1: Fredro
Who than us? The fuck will spark the East coast up
Aaah shit, the fucking woke up
From out of the sleep, niggas is boring
all these weak beast, the beast was snoring
Now the is hungry, stomach is growling
Nigga is touching now they stuck in the island
Motherfuckers is smiling but nobody
where I'm from, motherfucking niggas be wilding
And the be howling
be rolling, cars be stolen
We're coming out the gutter, like we bowling
The that I'm holding
talk shit, put the fifth to your colon

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

[Verse 2: Fingaz]
Aaaah shit, you woke up the monster
I smell rappers, no
It's obvious, y'all have got too
And all these rappers nowadays is
You colorful like a
you signing and dancing, you bitch!
You to loosen up your clothes nigga
And the dancing to them hoes nigga
Hip Hop out on the block
I fell asleep at the wheel, the shit into Pop
I speak, the hood got the ears up, Spock
And I'ma leave my and you gotta get hit with the Onyx
Nigga you know, nigga you know, nigga you
Am I wrong? Hip Hop need a face
And what better face than the mad to get?

[Verse 3: Vicious]
Blades and nunchucks, gun shots
I'm done they can rake their guts up (motherfucker)
This heat turns face to slush pop
Ride to Hell, this is bus stop
Got a hot bitch up
Take the drugs, love, you get raped and fucked
I speed then I WakeDaFucUp
of off topic but hey
I'm crazed and drunk off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) boy's 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 that fuckers in figures
We hard karate, Killuminati niggas
I'm Picasso, an apostle, Hip Hop
Y'all niggas pop so I'm a shot in your liver
Try and copy what I got and I'll copy chopper
Niggas claiming they heartless, put 2 in yo mama
Brains leaking and your head leave you like pasta
Ain't speaking cause you dead on the floor, an imposter,
See I'm obsessed with this sport, lesson, I'm
Repping with the Onyx, niggas with the force
We back in this war, we in, of course
So all y'all boot-legged niggas, get yo' ass to the

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