Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy Turf

Ah, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My big brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up the uzis

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

My big brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

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

'Cause I or die
money hot boy
Bless me I'm gone
But until load up
The 'cause it's on

I been 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 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 they all die

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

Well then let 'em
Hold 'em fo' ransom, me smart 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 for all my peeps
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 black
My lil' Weezy

My big brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

It's enemy that 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

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

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

And cut the music
Roll down the
the corner
And let with the brr

If ya know now
Then ya never learn
You ca play with Wayne
And yo' get burned

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

Here come the boy
Shoot out the lights
Time to on the heat boy
If you really wit it

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

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

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 brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up the uzis

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

My big Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up the Uzis

Enemy
to strap up