Luyện nghe bài hát Scream And Shout

It's like shit is coming down the motherfuckin' heavens
a new motherfuckin' day
Get down or lay
Ay yo, turn the up
Ay yo, sparklers
I wanna see flamethrowers in this
a Will.I.Am joint
Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka,
And call me Diddy bitch

Where 1 Oak at? Where at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, 'em to run this back
Put hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now Hit-Boy on a hit boy
You turned up and I'mma the action

When you hear this in the
You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna it up (turn up bitch)
we up in the club
All on us (turn up bitch)
All on us (turn up)
All on us (let's rock)
See the boys in the
watching us
They us (you watching us)
They us
Everybody in the
All on us
All on us (you watching us)
All on us

I wanna and shout, and let it all out
And and shout, and let it out
We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh"
We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh"
I wanna and shout, and let it all out
And and shout, and let it out
We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh"
You are now, now with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)

rock and roll, roll
Whole world know my everywhere I go
Whole world bang song 'cause it's cold
Ah, shit, I think girl ready to go off
But she a photo, so I took a photo
Yeah, I took a picture with a IAm Sosho
Yeah, you got a chick, but I got a colder ho
But she don't really know shit, so I gotta the ho
Hide your paper, yeah I'm paper
to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin'
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch

you hear this in the club
Just put hands up
put your hands up
Just put hands up
we up in the club

Motherfuckers I said put hands up
Turn the fuck up right now

Oh, time to party
Oh, it's time to
Smokin', drinkin', no out
YOLO, shout it out
We hard, we yell it out
me, knock him out
Crack a smile,
the VIP, I'm in the crowd
Me and Britney, we actin'
Waka Flame, you know my style
This little chain like 40
All eyes on me, out
Pop a bean, the old me
Molly's here, we don't fair
My buzz big, Lightyear
You real, shorty, you can't stand here
Friends, fans and family
Outfit real, with no fear
Turn the into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back
Girl, drop it low, that
My wrists rocky like
a G mix and I laced that, Flocka!

When you this in the club
gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna it up (turn up bitch)
When we up in the
All on us
All on us
All on us

I wanna and shout, and let it all out
And and shout, and let it out
We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh"
You are now, now rocking
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)

Hi! I'm Tunechi, I the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no
I don't pay these haters no mind, so call me cheap
I grab life by the horns, and that bitch "beep-beep"
I swear now I feel like 'Pac, 'cause all eyes on me
And I mean to throw no salt but these niggas small fries to me
And my bad like Britney, but I wish I had Britney
She me of my jeep, but I got a bad memory
And I'm good, I'm lookin' good, I'm smokin' good, I'm sippin'
hoes think they classy? Well that's the class I'm skippin'
Got a in my bedroom, that's a party she ain't missin'
I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept him William
God can judge me, case closed
I got more hoes than shows
I got this on lock, no escape doors
And I'll that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out
put it in her backyard like a fuckin' doghouse, Tunechi!

and shout, and let it all out (yeah, yeah)
And and shout, and let it out (yeah)
We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh"
We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh"
I wanna and shout, and let it all out
And and shout, and let it out
We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh"
You are now, now rocking
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)

Let's go, is the remix
This is a black man remix
is the remix
This is a super black man
is a super black man remix

And they call me Diddy

Scream and
And turn them all out