Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy Turf

Ah, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm

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

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

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

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

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

Look daddy
You got to worry about
None of other niggas
You needs to be about
Juvi comin' to get ya
Look, I make a call to the big dog

Y'all bitches handle
Y'all business I hit y'all
Even though a 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 tote my calico
My lil' brother

My big brother
Both hit tha
up with the uzis

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

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 until then up
The chrome 'cause on

I been it
Put a up in my lip
And put my dirty up in a
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 jump out the Jag bust at 'em
Watch the chop off the head
And make 'em fall in the
One move all die

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

Well let 'em burn
Hold 'em fo' ransom, me smart boy
Seven and I be damn 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 turf 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
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

enemy turf 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 is the streets
And how to up
it's time shoot it
Cock yo'

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

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

If ya don't now
Then ya will learn
You ca with Lil' Wayne
And yo' get burned

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

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

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

I'ma a guerilla and I it
ya' head still in a beanin'
Lyin' on the
steamin', red dot beamin'
Dressed up
wit Lil' 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 tote my black
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 calico
My lil' brother

My big brother
hit tha blocks
Strapped up the Uzis

Turf
Time to up