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 Ta Do It Again!!! REMIX
Aiy yo just if they cut the lights off in the club

[Verse 1: Banks (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Banks!) Who you know that got a this sick
shorty nobody can hold his click
Them hoes eyeing' probably on my dick
The chocolate would look good in my all white (TURN IT UP!!)
AND YOU KNOW I WITH THE SKITS SO DON'T EVEN TRY
YO' ASS BYE BYE YOU BE ALONE 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 know it feels like I been gone for a
But I'm back Ice on with a fitted
Everybody talk everybody gonna run
with that bowl of smaller than the arm of a midget
(TURN IT UP!!) AND YOU KNOW I'M DOIN MY THING IT'S BLUE IN THE
IF YOU HAD IT THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME
BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU 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 -
it - leave it - stop - format it"
4x]

2: DMX (Busta Rhymes)]

(Get low X) Anything it's took, it's gone be a
Come through like "hmmm, I'm goon take now?"
the fuck I want, trust me dog
It gets ugly even when it comes to the (TURN IT UP)
NIGGAZ TO STUNT, YOU WANNA TO FRONT
I'MA HIT YOU AND MAN
AND IMA HIT YOU WHERE YOU (WHAT)
AIN'T BUILT FOR NOTHIN BUT FRONTIN
COME THROUGH, FAGGOTS HIT THE SECURITY (Get Low X)
Get that do, What that do? How do?
Fuck you faggot, I at you
And You and you mans butt, you in your man's truck
But chance is up, not get up (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU KNOW HOW THAT SHIT GOES, LET SHIT GO
AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME FROM THE (WHAT)
GET UP OUT THAT YO, I AIN'T GON' TELL YOU AGAIN
FUCK IT, SAY TO MY LITTLE FRIEND

"Touch it - it - babe - watch it -
turn it - leave it - - 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 to y'all niggaz
I'ma stick a 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!)
you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J. Blige about to my biz (Uh huh)
I'm on my grown woman still I rep for the
In hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW YOU KNOW WHO'S REALLY THE QUEEN DELIVER THE
SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY THOUSAND FIRST OF MY SALES
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 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 YOUR LOVIN THE WAY WE REPPIN HOW WE DO IT FOR Y'ALL GO AND

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

[Verse 4: (Busta Rhymes)]
(oohhh) (Get Low Boy) Is it any in here
Like it when I be spankin' and pullin' they 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
COME YOUR CITY AND I MURDER THE SHOW
AND THE TRUTH WEIGHING THE PROBLEM IF YOU KNOW
GET UP RIGHT IN YA FACE AND NE-YO
(Get Low Boy) what you wanna do
I ain't got time to deal with attitude
shit was designed to put you in the mood
tryna' do nasty 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 PUT MY DICK IN YOUR MOUTH

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

[Verse 5: (Busta Rhymes)]
(Get low Papoose!) Papoose, Pa-poose, had to get on club banger
Smack you in mouth make you swallow your pulp razor
Pop a couple bottles laugh it with Bus later
witness I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!)
I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY ON MY THUMB DUDE
THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN YOU
ICE IN MANHATTAN SO THERE'S 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 in the palm of my hand
Now I could a tight fist 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
WITH A GET IT CRACKIN THE ASSASSIN, YOU LET 'EM

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

[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 he askin me who I tapped
Ain't none of concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!)
WHEN I GIVE A NIGGA PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh)
ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN
WANNA STRESS A OUT TELLIN ME I DID CHANGE
SAYIN DAMN MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME
(Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there stuck (Ha!)
He thinkin cause he spent a dough I'm 'gon fuck
If money a thang I'm sayin 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 NO TIME
TOLD ME ALL EXPENSE PAID I COULD FIND
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 - babe - it -
turn it - leave it - stop - it"
3x]

[Verse 7: Missy (Busta Rhymes) ]
Bus is serious 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 wish you (TURN IT UP!!)
YOU TO SEE ME WHEN I DIP BABY DIP (Ha1)
DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I GOT HIPS
LIKE I COULD BE LIKE NIA LONG
BOY YOU SMOKIN THAT CHEECH AND
(Get low Missy!) Have you seen thickness in a thong {Come on!}
You can hit it a game of ping pong
If you me two shots of it strong
Nigga bring it on I might let you me home (TURN IT UP!!)
NOW BUSTA BUS (BUS!!) MISDEMEANOR IN
THIS YEAR BE CLEAR Y'ALL BE
MC'S Y'ALL CAN'T COME NEAR
I'M TOXIC BABY I'M BRITNEY SPEARS

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

[Verse 8: Rhymes]
(Get low Bus!) You see me you love me the declare me God of the hood
You niggaz is watchin and you could
Be claimin the the way I got it lock it mu'fuckers
What's you tryin to stop it I'm wishin you would (TURN IT UP!!)
CAUSE I'M GLAD TO HIT YOU WITH THE FACT THAT THE GOD IS IMMORTAL AS SPIT
THE WAY I BE HISTORICAL SHIT
INCASE YOU AND YOUR NIGGAS ACT LIKE YOU KNOW WHEN I'M INFORMIN YOUR CLICK
I TAKE YOUR BITCH I'M PERFOMIN MY SHIT
(Get low Bus!) As I was sayin niggaz I ain't 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 KILLIN AT THIS MASS I'M DOIN THE BOOKER T
RESPECT IT YOU BETTER GET THE ME WHEN YOU SEE ME
LLOYD BANKS, PAPOOSE AND BUSTA BUS YEAH I'M
I PAINT THE PICTURE FOR THE HOOD LIKE I DO GRAFFITI SO

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