Luyện nghe bài hát Touch It Remix

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

[Intro: Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)]
Aiy yo Swizz (It ain't over) we done created another for the streets nigga
when y'all thought it was safe to poke your head out again, let's go!!!
I know you we was finished, Flipmode bitch!!!
(G-Unit!!!) Yeah! Streetsweepers!!!
We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX We Bout' Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo imagine 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 his click
Them hoes eyeing' they on my dick
The chocolate would good in my all white whip (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I STAY WITH THE SKITS SO DON'T 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 it feels like I been gone for a minute
But I'm back chinchilla Ice on a fitted
Everybody talk everybody gonna run
with that bowl of bread smaller 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 - bring it - - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything took, it's gone be a breakdown
Come through like "hmmm, what I'm goon now?"
Whatever the I want, trust me dog
It ugly even when it comes to the hunt (TURN IT UP)
LIKE TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO FRONT
I'MA HIT YOU AND MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU YOU STAND (WHAT)
NIGGAZ AIN'T BUILT FOR NOTHIN BUT
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 man's truck
But your is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU KNOW HOW THAT SHIT GOES, LET SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME 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 - babe - 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
Stay off the streets, tired of talkin' to niggaz
I'ma a fork at y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP)
I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN
UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT)
AIN'T NO BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
CAN I. D. THE BODY A NIGGA TOOTHLESS (Get low Mary!)
Maybe you can who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. about to handle my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my woman still I rep for the kids
In every hood, and all my doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S THE QUEEN DELIVER THE MAIL
SEVEN THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST WEEK OF MY SALES
THE HATERS PLOT AND THEY WATCH ALL PALE
WHILE I'M ON A YACHT, DOIN MY NAILS (Get low Mary!)
let me show you how we do (Ha!)
I gotta thank everyone for 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 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 REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR GO 'HEAD AND

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[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 freak in your presence im makin' it clear
Then you would all know if he nowhere (TURN IT UP!!)
GET YOUR UP IN THE AIR IF YOU READY TO GO
COME YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU DIDN'T
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got to deal with your attitude
This was designed to put you in the mood
do sumtin nasty with you and ya crew (TURN IT UP!!)
IM A FREAKY LIL' WITH A WHOLE LOTTA LOOT
YA BOY WIT SUMTIN AND IM KINDA CUTE
WATCH THE WAY I DO IT HOW I IT OUT
YOU'LL BE TRYNA PUT MY DICK IN YOUR MOUTH

"Touch it- bring it - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - - format it"
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[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on this banger
Smack you in your mouth make you swallow your pulp
Pop a couple bottles about it with Bus later
witness I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN 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 make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous
Or I could smack the world with a New York (TURN IT UP!!)
I FLIP THE MAG AND GET THE CLAPPIN IF IT HAPPENS RIP HIS
HIS BACK AND LIFT HIS HEAD I'M GETTIN AT HIM (Ha!!)
PICK UP A DIFFERENT MAG AND ATTACK HIM WHEN I GRAB HIM TRIGGERS BLASTIN
WITH A GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

"Touch it - it - babe - 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 hood {Uh huh}
These screamin damn Rah still be lookin good {Yeah}
They do they little mack he askin me who I
Ain't of your concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
THEY SAYIN DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he spent a little 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 AIN'T WASTIN NO
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID ANYPLACE I COULD
HIT THE ISLANDS IN THE WINTER ALL ON HIS DIME
AIN'T A SHORTY IN THE WORLD BETTER THAN MINE, THEY WANNA

"Touch it- bring it - - watch it -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 7: Missy (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus this is 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 wish you (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU LIKE TO SEE ME I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT HIPS
LOOKIN I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN CHEECH AND CHONG
(Get low Missy!) Have you ever thickness in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it a game of ping pong
If you give me two of it strong
Nigga bring it on I let you take me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUS (BUS!!) MISDEMEANOR IN HERE
THIS YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE
FAKE MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T COME
I'M TOXIC BABY LIKE I'M SPEARS

"Touch it- it - babe - watch it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you me the streets declare me God of the hood
You is watchin and wishin you could
Be claimin the throne the way I got it it mu'fuckers
What's good you tryin to it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE THEM I'M TO HIT YOU WITH 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 INFORMIN YOUR
I TAKE YOUR BITCH I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz know I ain't
There's no delayin I'm comin and slayin
The with the heat now turn up the beat until you go deaf
I eat a nigga food until nothin (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW THE WAY I'M KILLIN AT MASS LIKE I'M DOIN 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 ILLEST PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO SO

"Touch it - bring it - babe - it -
turn it - it - stop - format it"
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