Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Beat Pound

people see me in the now
wave at me and they ask me turn my beat down
turn my beat down, turn my beat
i em never i forever let my beat pound

1]
i keep my speakers in the trunk just that yay
everybody where im from like that like bass
cant wait till i get a whoopty just to ride through the hood
buy theyself an amp and hook some up to it
if your motor running good and your 808
thats all that matter you cant tell a nigga nothing
nevermind what you ride when its dark
when theres broads outside, you just outside
pop trunk and cut your music up loud
now watch em crowd bet they dig a nigga now
and my beat down low and my top laid
now cut it to the max like i never said (hey)

people see me in the now
they wave at me and they ask me my beat down
turn my beat down, turn my beat
i tell em i forever let my beat pound (hey)
ask to turn my beat down
he let me go, i turn the corner let my pound
turn my beat down , wont turn my down
I tell em i forever let my beat pound

2]
when my girl with me, gotta cover my seat
cuz that thang go to skeetin, i cut up my beat
pumpin something Grand Hustle in a 96
amplify my tweeters so my music aint muffled
your ass in trouble if u up next to me
when its really up high you can't hear think
cause my speaker box the trunk sound like a midget
tryna get up out of there 15's stay
we be from a distance out of everbodys vision
it don't matter im playing, i make everybody listen
see im turning wondering how i get so loud
ringing all day cuz my shit so loud

people see me in the now
they at me and they ask to turn my beat down
turn my down, turn my beat down
i tell em never i forever let my beat
ask me turn my beat down
he let me go, i turn the corner let my beat
my beat down , wont turn my beat down
I tell em never i let my beat pound

3]
when i pull up to the and my shit so high
mad i dont see them cuz im sitting so high
looking at me like they they cant hear there own music
but aint nothing they can do they just listen to it
jackie chan in my trunk just like dro
i love that song cut the so low
it be off alarms
sound like i drop
pumpin www . DUB . com
R.I.P. pimp c number 3 ridin
own it first i cut it up and make everybody heard it
chevy swerving bumping young bottom of the map
best belive me you hear me say i got it in my lap
in the trap bumpin old B hot boy
old lady on the porch holling what is that
people me to cut it off
i roll my window down and i tell em it aint nothing

people see me in the now
they wave at me and ask me turn my beat down
turn my beat down, turn my beat
i tell em i forever let my beat pound