Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy Turf

Ah, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm

When I say I give a fuck
I mean that
Niggaz brains is gettin'
I didn't say that,

If a shipment was in
I a haul of dat wodie
I need a sixty, forty
And no that wodie

You heard about Michael Jackson
And shit
But you never heard about me
When I'm a bitch

Niggas shoulders knocked
off of they head
See that red dot comin'
Me and my

'Cause I mine
I mine
And I'm to get mine
At these

lil' daddy
You got to worry about
None of these other
You needs to be worried
When Juvi to get ya
Look, I a phone call to the big dog

Y'all bitches handle
Y'all before I hit y'all
Even a nigga rich and I rock ice
I bust a nigga head on the block aright

enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a it how it go
Cock the hollow
And tote my calico
My lil' brother

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
Strapped up the uzis

It's enemy turf I'm on
So I'm it how it go
the hollow points
And tote my calico
My lil' brother

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
Strapped up with the

What, what, La
Gun for gun
Eye for eye
move yo' wife and son

'Cause I or die
Cash hot boy
Bless me I'm gone
But until then up
The chrome 'cause on

I 'bout it
Put a up in my lip
And put my up in a clip
I drop the top and then I
I hit his and make 'em flip
And I be of that trash

I be the first one to jump out the Jag bust at 'em
Watch the chop off the head
And make 'em fall in the
One move all die

Weezy small fry
Guerilla, when it's war
Y'all better
When nigga shoot it'll be all hell

Well let 'em burn
Hold 'em fo' ransom, hear me boy
churn and I be damn if I let 'em go
If I don't get my

Then will be all blowin'
I R.I.P., C.M.B., I be
I put it down for all my
Nigga, I'm H.B. for

enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a it how it go
the hollow points
And tote my calico
My lil' brother

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
up with the uzis

It's enemy turf I'm on
So I'm a it how it go
Cock the points
And my black calico
My brother Weezy

My big Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

All I is the streets
And how to up
When time shoot it
Cock yo'

Tie up yo'
It's to do it
Blaze the
off the lights

And cut down the
down the windows
Turn the
And let with the brr

If ya know now
Then ya never learn
You ca play Lil' Wayne
And yo' block get

You love to go swimmin'
'Cause tha water gets
See I you wide open
And 'ya daughter with me

Here the beat boy
Shoot out the street
Time to on the heat boy
If you ain't wit it

Then you better get
I open yo'
And it look just like a wet cat
is a death trap

I'ma a guerilla and I it
Leave ya' head in a beanin'
Lyin' on the
steamin', red dot beamin'
Dressed up
Play wit Lil'
be dinner for tha fishes

It's enemy turf I'm on
So I'm a it how it go
the hollow points
And tote my calico
My lil' Weezy

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
up with the uzis

It's turf that I'm on
So I'm a it how it go
Cock the hollow
And tote my black
My lil' Weezy

My big brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

Enemy
to strap up