Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Me

[Chris
Uh, Boom,
We in the room
Sweepin' up my call me Mr. broom
knockin' niqqaz over, me bulldozer,
one more drink for these *** and over,
cause i'm a strike that something a cobra,
i she want my venom, but i ain't gon' leave it in her,
and right i get her, she know she with a winner,
and we to the crib, I ain't takin' her to dinner,
(Chris laughs)
Nigga 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, Gangsta Grillz
did you check the caption ? lights camera,
at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Up (x2)

a nigga beat,
and toot, toot,
out there brains, car need a new roof,
lookin' a superstar, when I roll thru
and shawty I'm the truth, so mama it do?
now let's out, ain't no trippin'
when we to my hide-out,
big dipper cause you on my bottle
fuckin' with them 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

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,
don't in lines nigga I bogart
fat boy cause I'm so large
and don't no battery cause I'm in charge

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

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

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