Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

[Intro: Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo (It ain't over) we done created another epidemic for the streets nigga
Just when y'all thought it was to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I know you thought we was finished, bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!!
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
Pump shorty nobody can hold his
hoes eyeing' they probably on my dick
The chocolate would good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY WITH THE 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 it feels like I been gone for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla Ice on a fitted
Everybody money everybody gonna run
that bowl 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 LIKE YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
AFTER THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE AND LET 'EM

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

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything it's took, gone be a breakdown
Come through like "hmmm, what I'm goon now?"
the fuck I want, trust me dog
It gets even when it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ LIKE TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO
I'MA HIT YOU AND MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU WHERE YOU (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T BUILT FOR NOTHIN BUT
THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE SECURITY FRONTIN (Get Low X)
Get that do, 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 THAT SHIT GOES, LET SHIT GO
NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME FROM THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' YOU AGAIN
FUCK IT, SAY TO MY LITTLE FRIEND

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

[Verse 3: DMX & J. Blige (Busta Rhymes)]
Swizz is the monster, X is the
Fuckin' wit Bus, man everyday is a
Stay off the streets, of talkin' to y'all niggaz
I'ma a fork at y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, 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 grown still I rep for the kids
In hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY
THE PLOT AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE
I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta everyone for coppin The Breakthrough (Uh huh)
Bus did take one the remix is two
You the way we re inventin' how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE SELLIN OUT THE STADIUMS, AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY AND GUCCI WE DON'T SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU AND DANCIN AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - 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 im just makin' it clear
Then you would all if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T
GET UP RIGHT IN YA AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) Shorty you wanna do
I ain't got to deal with your attitude
This shit was designed to put you in the
tryna' do sumtin nasty with you and ya (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOTTA
YA BOY WORKIN WIT SUMTIN AND IM CUTE
THE WAY I DO IT HOW I TURN IT OUT
GUARENTEED BE TRYNA 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 your pulp razor
Pop a couple bottles about it with Bus later
Bare witness I'm the savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) Five of death, you don't understand
I got New City in the palm of my hand
Now I could make a tight and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could the world with a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!)
I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT RIP HIS JACKET
HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
A PASSION GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

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

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

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 7: Elliot (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus this is man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put your lips up on me {Woo!!!}
Kiss it touch it, good, yes I you would (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LOOK I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS
LOOKIN LIKE I BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) Have you ever seen thickness in a {Come on!}
You can hit it like a game of pong
If you me two shots of it strong
Nigga bring it on I let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) IN HERE
YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE BEWARE
FAKE MC'S CAN'T COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC LIKE I'M BRITNEY SPEARS

"Touch it- bring it - - watch 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 watchin and wishin you
Be claimin the the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's good you tryin to stop it I'm 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 KNOW WHEN I'M YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin know I ain't playin
There's no more delayin I'm comin and
The street with the 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 DOIN THE T
RESPECT IT YOU GET THE SALUTIN ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUS YEAH I'M GREEDY
I PAINT THE ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO SO

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