go a little somethin' like this Oh, you make me wanna sing Oh, get me, get me up, yeah hey yeah Get it up, get it up I'll freak you all night Get it up, get it up
Traduzione: Il Tempo. Get It Up.
lies) (Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!) (Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!) (Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo
the desert sky You're so cool on the inside You hate being recognised Going off on outside Gotta get up, gotta get out, picking it up, gotta get up, gotta get
with the top line you know its gonna hurt when i close my eyes and im shaking, and i feel so alive stand up and face it get up, dont waste it whats
! It's the distance, it's the distance It's the distance, the position between me and you So stand up, so get up So stand up, so get up It's the distance
So hurry up and get ready Before they roll up a fat one [1] If you smell any smoke It's just me and my homies gettin' blowed away (It's all good) [Repeat
it's 187" [C-Bo:] So listen up for the cock [gun cocked] [Dr. Dre] "187 don't stop" [Snoop Dogg] "Cuz it's 187" [gun cocked] [C-Bo:] So listen up for
of course we are doing it just for you. The styles are from 1990, and 1991 and 1992. So we gonna break it down a little something like this, check it
told Stan there's a job that's open Makin' it all sound good, just hopin he would take it Yup, and like a big dummy Stan said "Freak it, yo, I need the
'all a story, about this ho (yes) Her name was Janine Heh, she thought she was all that, but y'all know what time it is Hah, I put her to work [D-Nice] Bust it
it, listen MC's, or get broke The mic I strike and all that's left is smoke The mics you struck, was held by ducks You wanna light my mic, hold up, you
rescue! [x4] [VERSE 1] Well, it's about that time for the hyper one to react But in fact, get back, cause I got the sudden impact And I get hot like
a better way to do it So when you're in my comp, get ready to be stomped, there's nothin to it Cause I got piles of wicked styles and files of tracks I get
slippin', drinkin' all that fancy liquor Alazay and Crystal, sip it up, think that niggas' drunk now Stick 'em up and give it up, I'm jackin' all niggas
It ain't the niggas that act hard it's the niggas that be like quiet-like It's the ones that put the slugs in your ass and tell your ass goodnight So
as long as it's no murder Long as it's no witness Keep a low profile stay lowkey they goin get off in yo business Fake it till I make it, man I ain't
up for life I didn't try to take it over, I took it over I did-I did-I did-I did-I didn't try to take it over, I took it over You got enough stuff in
