Luyện nghe bài hát Enemy Turf

Ah, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm

When I say I don't a fuck
I mean yeah
Niggaz brains is gettin'
I didn't say that,

If a shipment was in
I need a of dat wodie
I need a sixty, nigga
And no that wodie

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

Niggas shoulders getting'
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

Look daddy
You got to worry about
None of these other
You needs to be worried
When Juvi to get ya
Look, I a phone call to the big dog

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

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

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
up with the uzis

It's turf that 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 the uzis

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

I ride or die
Cash hot boy
me when 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 that

I be the one to jump out the Jag bust at 'em fast
Watch the chop off the head
And make 'em in the grass
One move all die

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

then 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

Then hell 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

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

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
up with the uzis

All I know is the
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
Roll down the
the corner
And let with the brr

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

You must love to go
'Cause tha water deeper
See I bust you wide
And take 'ya with me

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

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

I'ma a guerilla and I it
Leave ya' head in a beanin'
on the cement
Calico steamin', red dot
Dressed up
Play wit Weezy
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 tote my calico
My lil' Weezy

My big Juvi
Both hit tha
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' brother

My big Juvi
hit tha blocks
Strapped up with the

Turf
Time to up