Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy Turf

Ah, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm

When I say I don't give a
I mean yeah
Niggaz brains is bust
I didn't say that,

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

You done about Michael Jackson
And shit
But you ain't never heard me
I'm flissin' a bitch

Niggas shoulders getting'
Clean off of head
See that red dot from
Me and my

'Cause I wants
I needs
And I'm about to get
At times

Look lil'
You ain't got to worry
None of these other
You needs to be worried
Juvi comin' to get ya
Look, I make a phone to the big dog

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

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

My big Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up the uzis

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

My big Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up the uzis

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

'Cause I or die
money hot boy
Bless me when I'm
But then load up
The chrome it's on

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

I be the first one to out the Jag bust at 'em fast
the bullets chop off the head
And make 'em in the grass
One they all die

Lil' small fry
Guerilla, when war time
Y'all better
When this nigga shoot 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 get my dough

hell 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

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

My big brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

enemy 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 Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

All I know is the
And how to up
When it's shoot it
yo' heaters

Tie up yo'
time to do it
Blaze the
Shut off the

And cut the music
Roll the windows
Turn the
And let with the brr

If ya don't now
ya never will learn
You ca play Lil' Wayne
And yo' get burned

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

Here the beat boy
out the street lights
Time to bring on the boy
If you really wit it

Then you better get
I yo' chest
And make it just like a wet cat
This is a death

a guerilla and I mean it
Leave ya' still in a beanin'
Lyin' on the
steamin', red dot beamin'
Dressed up
wit Lil' Weezy
You'll be for tha fishes

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

My big brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up the uzis

It's enemy 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 the Uzis

Turf
Time to up