Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

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

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

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

[Verse 2: Fingaz]
Aaaah shit, you done up the monster
I rappers, no wonder
It's obvious, have got too comfortable
And all these rappers nowadays is
You like a bitch
Lala you and dancing, you bitch!
You need to up your clothes nigga
And leave the dancing to hoes nigga
Hip Hop started out on the
I fell at the wheel, the shit crashed 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 a face lift
And what better face than the mad to get?

[Verse 3: Vicious]
Blades and nunchucks, brazing gun
When I'm done they can their guts up (motherfucker)
heat turns your face to slush pop
Ride to Hell, this is Satan's bus
Got a hot bitch up
Take the drugs, love, you get and butt fucked
I speed then I WakeDaFucUp
Kinda of off but hey
I'm somewhat crazed and drunk off Jamaican rum
(White noise) White boy's cut off
Angels dust drops, how taste?
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 I got and I'll copy your chopper
Niggas claiming heartless, we'll put 2 in yo mama
Brains leaking and your leave you looking like pasta
Ain't speaking 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 back in this war, we in, of course
So all y'all niggas, get yo' ass to the store

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