Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

[Intro &
"Touch it - bring it - babe - 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 it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I you thought we was finished, Flipmode bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!!
Aiy yo just imagine if they cut the off in the club

[Verse 1: Lloyd (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a flow sick
shorty nobody can hold his click
Them eyeing' they probably on my dick
The would look good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE IN THE SKY
AND THE FIRST HUMAN 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 with a
Everybody talk money everybody run
with that bowl of bread than the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY IT'S BLUE IN THE RING
IF YOU HAD IT LIKE YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU CAUSE YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE RANGE AND LET 'EM

"Touch it - it - babe - 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 like "hmmm, what I'm goon take now?"
Whatever the fuck I want, me dog
It ugly even when it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ LIKE TO STUNT, YOU TO FRONT
HIT YOU AND YOUR MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE SECURITY (Get Low X)
Get that do, that do? How that do?
Fuck you faggot, I at you
And what? You and you mans butt, you in your man's
But your is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU KNOW HOW SHIT GOES, LET THAT SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME THE GETGO (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T TELL 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)]
is the monster, X is the beast
Fuckin' wit Bus, man is a piece
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to y'all
I'ma stick a 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 A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh)
J. Blige about to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown woman I rep for the kids
In every hood, and all my peoples a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY LOOKIN ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, OVERSEAS DOIN MY (Get low Mary!)
let me show you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta everyone for coppin The Breakthrough (Uh huh)
Bus did take one the remix is two
You love the way we re inventin' how we just new (TURN IT UP!!)
HOW WE OUT THE STADIUMS, ARENAS AND ALL (Ha!!!)
ONLY LOUIS AND GUCCI WE DON'T AT THE MALL (Huh!)
GOT YOU AND DANCIN AND HAVIN A BALL
AND LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND

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

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any in here
Like it when I be spankin' them and pullin' hair
Theirs a in your presence im just makin' it clear
Then you would all if he wasen't nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR IF YOU TO GO
THROUGH YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND HOLLA
(Get Low Boy) Shorty you wanna do
I ain't got to deal with your attitude
shit was designed 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 SUMTIN AND IM KINDA
WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT
GUARENTEED YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN MOUTH

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

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this club
Smack you in your make you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a couple laugh about it with Bus later
Bare I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN YOU
ROCK ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THE RING FINGER
YOU KNOW I HAD TO KEEP ON THE TRIGGER FINGER
(Get low Pap!) Five boroughs of death, you understand
I got New York City in the of my hand
Now I could make a tight and let it crumble 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 AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND THEN ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS
A PASSION GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - bring it - babe - 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 jokers screamin damn Rah still be good {Yeah}
They do they little mack he askin me who I
Ain't none of 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 A BITCH OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
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 little dough I'm fuck
If money ain't a thang I'm let a bitch know
Type to empty account, how far you willin to go (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW HE HOPIN ON THE JET HE AIN'T WASTIN NO
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE ANYPLACE I COULD FIND
HIT THE IN THE WINTER TRICKIN ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE PUSSY BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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[Verse 7: Missy (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious man!!!!!!!! (Get low Missy!)
I'm jinglin baby, go 'head mami, don't I look charmin put 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)
IT LOOK LIKE I GOT BEYONCE'S HIPS
LOOKIN I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU THAT CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) Have you seen thickness in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it like a of ping 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 MC'S CAN'T COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M SPEARS

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
4x]

[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the streets me God of the hood
You niggaz is watchin and wishin you
Be claimin the throne the way I got it it mu'fuckers
What's good you to stop it I'm wishin 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 HISTORICAL
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU AINT KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN CLICK
I TAKE YOUR BITCH WHILE I'M PERFOMIN MY
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I playin
There's no more I'm comin and slayin
The street with the heat now turn up the beat until you go
I eat a nigga food nothin left (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M AT THIS MASS LIKE I'M DOIN THE BOOKER 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 - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
4x]