Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Me

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

a nigga beat,
and toot, toot,
blowin' out brains, car need a new roof,
like a superstar, when I roll 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 dipper cause you sippin' on my
only fuckin' with A-listin' models,
now get it like ..

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

your minute don't 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,
don't stand in lines nigga I
fat boy celebrity cause I'm so
and don't no battery cause I'm in charge

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

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

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