Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy Turf

Ah, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm

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

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

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

Niggas shoulders knocked
Clean off of they
See red dot comin' from
Me and my

I wants mine
I needs
And I'm about to get
At these

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

Y'all bitches better
Y'all business before I hit
though a nigga rich and I rock ice
I still bust a nigga head on the block

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

My big Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

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

My big brother
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
money hot boy
Bless me I'm gone
But until then up
The 'cause it's on

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

I be the first one to out the Jag bust at 'em fast
Watch the bullets chop off the
And 'em fall in the grass
One move all die

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

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

hell will be all blowin'
I R.I.P., C.M.B., I be
I put it for all my peeps
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 black
My brother Weezy

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
up with 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' brother

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
up with the uzis

All I is the streets
And how to up
When it's time it
yo' heaters

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

And cut the music
down the windows
Turn the
And let loose the brr

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

You must to go swimmin'
'Cause tha gets deeper
See I bust you wide
And take 'ya daughter me

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

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

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

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

My big brother
Both hit tha
Strapped up the uzis

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

My big brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

Turf
Time to up