Luyện nghe bài hát 4 What

(Drumma Boy)
DJ Drama, it do my G?
It's the world (DJ Drama!)
We the summer
I the night is starting to feel just like the night before
You know I'm on 80 all acting a
We putting sparkles on them bottles them move the ho
My name is Young and I don't club that tool-io

I say, step up in this (bitch), you know I got my weapon (Young!)
ain't a gym class, why is everybody sweatin' (Haha)
Yeah I send them hoes some bottles, man bitches looking thirsty (Thirsty)
My checks are for the rim, I'm in this bitch, I'm birdie (damn)
You know the coupe is murder, the coupe is bloody murder (Ay!)
Yeah that motherfucker black, let's all pour purple (That's right)
34 squares so 1200 a circle
Do them numbers in his head, swear that nigga smart as (Yeah ho)
Mirror, mirror, should I them, gourmet to the Tims (Yeah ho)
400 for this four door, and it ain't got no (Yeah)
Tell my waitress keep them bottles coming, I'm drinking a fish
When those sparklers your table, all you bitches make a wish

How liquor it gonna take to get it crackin' in this bitch
Look I came to get it in now why you actin' this
Turn for what?
down for what?
Just let me know give me the I get it cracking in this ho
And I'm about to show out, you know packed up in this ho
Turn down for
down for what?

DJ Drama, up, nigga?
Throw sparklers in the sky, nigga.

picture shit, nigga I pull up in slow moe (Action)
450 thou, I blew on a two door (Aston)
Shit I got a new summer bag, send you to Pluto (He gone)
Got a street nigga, but you that from the get go (I ain't here)
I'm turnt up to the max, and I'm just stunting on these niggas (I here)
I'm real as say, so I'm holding court on these niggas (I ain't here)
Wife and jeans, and a pair of Jordans on these niggas (Swag)
Heat cocked to the back, and I the sport on these niggas (Yeah ho)
You get money then show it, if you then stop lying
If you looking for a nigga, bitch I ain't hard to (Chea)
nigga in the city, million dollars a car
How you it with the goon, you meant to be with the star

How much liquor it gonna take to get it crackin' in bitch
I came to get it in now why you actin' this bitch
Turn for what?
Turn for what?
Just let me know give me the word I get it cracking in ho
And I'm about to show out, you know packed up in this ho
Turn down for
Turn down for

down for what?
Made a few off two flows, big dog, Cujo
Your man here, you mad In the booty club, I'm the cash cow
We turning up, we broke the up, I'm on Xanex, trying not to nod off
Finna bust bitch like a sawed off, makin' NBA money, I'm a ball hog
Big blunts and nigga still facing, bank look like The Matrix
Niggas be still hatin', I'm rich and I stay super faded
Pouring up that Bombay, let reefer burn
Getting by your bitch, my nigga wait your turn
Groupie on my balls (balls), got 'em dancing with the stars (Stars)
Once a million dollar nigga (nigga), half a million cars (Cars)
Have to love them ratchet (bitches), they get 2 Live with the Crew (Crew)
Make them pop that pussy (open), man I feel like Uncle Luke (Luke)

How much liquor it gonna take to get it in this bitch
Look I came to get it in now why you actin' bitch
down for what?
Turn down for
Just let me know give me the word I get it in this ho
And I'm about to out, you know it's packed up in this ho
Turn down for
Turn for what?

Yeah, you have it, nigga
Memphis (Turn down for what?)
Yo Gotti, Juicy J, Drumma Boy, DJ (Turn down for what?)
The motherfuckin' committee, nigga, it's the
We runnin' the summer, no questions (Turn down for what?)
Rolexes up, turn down for Turn down for what?