Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Eminem
• Titre: Pick It Up
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
[Eminem] Yo, yo Back again.. Ha, ha ha! Turn it up a little bit, pick it up pick it up Pick it up pick it up Yo, pick it up If you find a phone call in a tin westword line, what the hell you gonna do? Pick it up, pick it up! If your ball falls out with a pad on the floor, what the hell you gonna do? Pick it up, pick it up! While I'm smackin up girls to keep the hoes in check The double S, Slim Shady wreck the London set Sit back relax while my squad smokes crack And tap your man back and be like, yeah you see that?? Ah yes, comin from the motherfuckin midwest Lift your shirt up and lemme see them big breasts We molest girls three times a day three times a night I got G Fools and criminal peoples Jumpin out when we ten deep Beat you down and speed off in the Benz Jeep Brothers be like, Eminem changed his style up Shut the hell up, I'm still 7 miles, slut! It's 9-7 so get with it Peep that back in the day stuff when that Infinite tape was hittin Listen, must we forget? I originated all that rough shit That talk drug shit That left motherfuckers who try to sound like tough shit Detroit City is where I grew up, bitch Peace to all my outsiders in Jers Forget what you heard, this is 3 and one third! If you got a STD and yur penis falls on the floor, what the hell you gonna do? Pick it up, pick it up! Hah! Yeahhh, yeah yeahhh And if you see a Slim Shady tape on the fuckin rack, what is Dre gonna do? Ohhh.. On the oven rack.. I give deaf MC's step to the left I bust MC's and my name is Wyclef How are you doing I play the banjo, piano Whatever it is, I rock like Barry Manilow Yo its Slim Shady on the frickin deck Y'all don't check it out I wreck the Frim Slady set The Frim Shady is what I said because I'm frickin drunk I pick it up pick it up, I sound like a punk [Proof] They wish to make a Bambi black, yo you standin back Death methods, aiyyo got my hand in that Whoever runnin it, aiyyo you get a damn knee capped Make the healthiest in your fam.. handicapped You a fan of rap, my clan'll have your school home, your bitch house Pull my nine mili you gon' die with your fists out The new God of rap, call me Bigger Thor Snap your back when I slap your ass in the Figure Four For miles around, they can feel us lethal I make hardcore groups like Wu-Tang sound like the Village People [Hate Me Now music] You can hate me now Pop me in the face right now You can hate me now I'm so drunk that I'm throwin up now You can hate me now Deflate me now Ahhhh Hand me an 8th, beam me up, land me in space I'mma sit on top of the world and spit on Brandi and Mase I'm more than ill, scarier than a white person trapped in a room with Lauren Hill Human orifile, be a lot funnier a plot And people will feel because I'mma still be the Mad Rapper whether I got money or not Long as I'm on pills and I got plenty of pot I'll begin the canoe paddlin, makin fun of your yacht But I would like an award, for the best rapper to get one mic in the Source And a wardrobe I can afford Otherwise I might just end up back strikin a Ford And you wonder what the hell I need more Vicodin for? Everybody's pissin me off Even a No Limit tank looks like a middle finger sideways flippin me off No duh I'm a grave danger to my health Why else would I kill you, then jump in the grave and bury myself? You can hate me now.. Hate us.. Ha! Ha!