Luyện nghe bài hát Holla At Me

[Verse 1 - Brown]
Uh, Boom,
We ballin' in the
Sweepin' up my competition me Mr. broom
Knockin' over, call me bulldozer
One more for these niggas and it's over
'Cause I'm a that something like a cobra
I know she want my venom, but I gon' leave it in her
And right after I get her, she she with a winner
And we straight to the crib, I ain't her to dinner
Ha, look at my jewels
Aviator shades I lookin' at you
Achoo, bless me
Be a rich I be shittin' on your life
covers, Magnem rubbers
I mean Magnum, I fuck with stragglers
want Drama, Gangsta Grill bastards
Did you check the caption lights camera

[Chorus - & Chris Brown]
Holla at me boo, Holla at me [x3]
I'm turn't up, I'm turn't up [x2]

[Verse 2 - Chris
A beat, beat
And toot, toot
Blowin' out their brains, car a new roof
Lookin' a superstar, when I roll through
And shawty I'm the truth, so mama it do
Now let's ride out, no trippin'
When we dippin' to my
Big dipper 'cause you on my bottle
Only fuckin' with them models
Now let's get it
Low did it, if you it
I did it
If you it
I'm with it
We can do shit all night
minute don't compare to my limit
I'm in it and I get it
I'm a it to you all night
I'm the shit, I go hard
stand in lines nigga I bogart
Fat boy celebrity 'cause I'm so
And don't no battery cause I'm in charge

- Tyga & Chris Brown]
Holla at me boo, at me baby [x3]
I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up

[Verse 3 -
I'm hot mo'fucka, get a plate
say shit, get your face lift
Rozay bitch let tha drip
swag jack, but this L.A. shit
Get it back, give it ain't 'bout shit
Snap back them even rare where the tag a what
Wack ass all up in my ear bag back
I bag bad mo'fucka Kat Stacks
Yellow nigga, no
Got the out, no mats
Get camera out uh, one flash
Hot steady shot clap your ass
Aw, T. raw I'm so uh
Loc's on, low, black beanie dog
Patron top wash straight from the liquor
I'm turnt up I can't feel my so

- Tyga & Chris Brown]
Holla at me boo, Holla at me [x3]
I'm turn't up, I'm super up [x2]