Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy Turf

Ah, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm

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

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

You done about Michael Jackson
And shit
But you ain't heard about me
When I'm a bitch

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

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

Look daddy
You got to worry about
of these other niggas
You to be worried about
Juvi comin' to get ya
Look, I make a phone to the big dog

Y'all better handle
business before I hit y'all
Even though a 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
Cock the hollow
And tote my black
My lil' Weezy

My big Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

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

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 'cause it's on

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

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

Lil' small fry
Guerilla, when war time
Y'all learn
When this nigga it'll be all hell

Well then let 'em
'em fo' ransom, hear me smart boy
Seven churn and I be if I let 'em go
If I get my dough

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

It's enemy 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
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

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

My big Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up the uzis

All I is the streets
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 down the
down the windows
Turn the
And let with the brr

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

You must to go swimmin'
'Cause tha water deeper
See I you wide open
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 open yo'
And make it just like a wet cat
This is a death

a guerilla and I mean it
Leave ya' head still in a
on the cement
Calico steamin', red dot
Dressed up
Play wit Lil'
You'll be for tha fishes

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
Both hit tha
Strapped up the uzis

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

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
Strapped up the Uzis

Enemy
to strap up