Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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[Intro: Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done created another epidemic for the nigga
Just when thought it was safe 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 Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo just imagine if cut the lights off in the club

[Verse 1: Lloyd (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you that got a flow this sick
Pump shorty can hold his click
hoes eyeing' they probably on my dick
The would look good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU I STAY WITH THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE IN THE SKY
AND THE FIRST HUMAN BEING NOW TO 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 a fitted
Everybody talk money everybody run
with that bowl of bread smaller than the arm of a
(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 YOU BROKE 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"
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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 LIKE TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO
I'MA HIT YOU AND MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
NIGGAZ BUILT FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE FRONTIN (Get Low X)
Get that do, What that do? How do?
Fuck you faggot, I at you
And what? You and you mans butt, you in your man's
But chance is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU KNOW HOW THAT GOES, LET THAT SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' YOU AGAIN
IT, SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND

"Touch it - bring it - - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 3: DMX & J. Blige (Busta Rhymes)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man is a piece
off the streets, tired of talkin' to y'all niggaz
I'ma stick a fork at niggaz (TURN IT UP)
WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE WHEN A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my woman 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 QUEEN THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES
THE PLOT AND THEY WATCH LOOKIN ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
Well let me you how we do (Ha!)
I thank everyone for coppin The Breakthrough (Uh huh)
Bus did one the remix is take two
You love the way we re how we just stay new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE SELLIN OUT THE STADIUMS, AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND GUCCI WE SHOP AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU PARTYIN AND AND HAVIN A BALL
AND YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR GO 'HEAD AND

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any women in
Like it when I be spankin' them and they hair
Theirs a freak in presence im just makin' it clear
Then you would all know if he wasen't (TURN IT UP!!)
GET HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU KNOW
GET UP IN YA FACE AND HOLLA NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got time to deal your attitude
This shit was to put you in the mood
tryna' do sumtin with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A LIL' BROTHER WITH A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WORKIN WIT AND IM KINDA CUTE
THE WAY I DO IT HOW I TURN IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN YOUR

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
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[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on club banger
Smack you in your mouth make you your pulp razor
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 QUEENS ON MY THUMB
THE ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK YOU
ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO BROOKLYN ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) boroughs of death, you don't understand
I got New York City in the palm of my
Now I could make a tight fist and let it ridiculous
Or I could smack the 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 LIFT HIS HEAD I'M AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB 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"
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[Verse 6: Rah (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Digga!) See me rollin up in your hood {Uh
These jokers damn Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
do they little mack he askin me who I tapped
Ain't of your concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID
THEY DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin lookin stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he spent a dough I'm 'gon 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 HOPIN ON THE JET HE WASTIN NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID I COULD FIND
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE WINTER ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A IN THE WORLD PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

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

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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[Verse 8: Busta
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets 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 you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE THEM I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE DOIN HISTORICAL
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I playin
There's no delayin I'm comin and slayin
The street with the heat now turn up the beat until you go
I eat a nigga until nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M 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 PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

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turn it - it - stop - format it"
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