Luyện nghe bài hát WakeDaFucUp

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

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

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

[Verse 2: Sticky
shit, you done woke up the monster
I rappers, no wonder
It's obvious, y'all have got too
And all these nowadays is bullshit
You like a bitch
you signing and dancing, you bitch!
You need to loosen up your nigga
And leave the dancing to them nigga
Hip Hop started out on the
I fell asleep at the wheel, the shit crashed Pop
When I speak, the got the ears up, Spock
And I'ma leave my mark and you gotta get hit the Onyx
you know, nigga you know, nigga you know
Am I wrong? Hip Hop a face lift
And what better than the mad face to get?

[Verse 3: Skits
Blades and nunchucks, brazing gun
When I'm done they can rake guts up (motherfucker)
This heat turns your to slush pop
Ride to Hell, this is Satan's bus
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 somewhat crazed and off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) White cables cut off
Angels drops, how that taste?
D.O.D. mad face, closed

[Verse 4: Jay
Niggas got no taste, but when I'm looking that in figures
We body karate, Killuminati niggas
I'm Picasso, an apostle, Hip Hop
niggas pop so I'm popping a shot in your liver
Try and copy what I got and I'll copy chopper
claiming they heartless, we'll put 2 in yo mama
Brains leaking and head leave you looking like pasta
speaking cause you dead on the floor, an imposter, yeah
See I'm obsessed with sport, lesson, I'm core
Repping the Onyx, niggas back with the force
We back in this war, we in, of course
So all boot-legged niggas, get yo' ass to the store

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