Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Me

[Chris
Uh, Boom,
We ballin' in the
Sweepin' up my competition call me Mr.
knockin' niqqaz over, me bulldozer,
one drink for these *** and it's over,
i'm a strike that something like a cobra,
i know she my venom, but i ain't gon' leave it in her,
and after i get her, she know she with a winner,
and we straight to the crib, I takin' her to dinner,
(Chris laughs)
look at my jewels,
aviator shades I ain't at you,
Ah chu, me twice,
be a nigga I be shitin' on your life,
covers, magnem rubbers,
I mean magnum, I don't with stragglers,
niggaz want drama, Grillz bastards
did you check the caption ? lights camera,
at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Turnt Up (x2)

a nigga beat,
and toot, toot,
out there brains, car need a new roof,
lookin' like a superstar, when I thru
and shawty I'm the truth, so what it do?
now ride out, ain't no trippin'
when we to my hide-out,
big cause you sippin' on my bottle
only with them A-listin' models,
now let's get it ..

(?) did it, if you it,
I did it
if you it,
then i'm it
we can do this all-night

your minute don't compare to my
i'm in it
and I get it i'm a it to you all night,

I'm the shit I go hard,
don't stand in lines I bogart
fat boy cause I'm so large
and don't need no cause I'm in charge

Holla at Me Boo, at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Turnt Up (x2)

(Ha)
I'm hot mo'fucka, get a plate
say shit, get your face-lift
rose rich let tha drip,
niggas jack but this L.A. shit
get it back, give it
'bout shit,
snap back them ain't even rare, the tag at ?,
all up in my ear bitch bag back,
I bag bad bitches Kat Stacks,
(TYGA Laughs)
nigga, no cabs
Got the out, no mats,
get your out uh, one flash,
hot beams steady clap your ass,
Aww, T. raw I'm so ahh,
loc's on, chucks low, beanie dog,
patron top wash straight the liquor store,
I'm up I can't feel my face .. so

Holla at Me Boo, at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Up (x2)
Hey (x3)
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