Luyện nghe bài hát Scream And Shout

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

Where 1 Oak at? Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this
Put hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now Hit-Boy on a hit boy
You up and I'mma bring 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 turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
When we up in the
All on us (turn up bitch)
All on us (turn up)
All on us (let's rock)
See the boys in the
They us
They us (you watching us)
They us
in the club
All on us
All on us (you watching us)
All on us

I scream 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 scream 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)

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

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

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

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

When you this in the club
You're gonna it up (turn up bitch)
You're turn-turn 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 scream 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 buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind, so call me cheap
I grab life by the horns, and that went "beep-beep"
I swear now I feel like 'Pac, 'cause all eyes on me
And I don't mean to throw no salt but these niggas small 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 feelin' good, I'm lookin' good, I'm good, I'm sippin'
These hoes think they classy? Well that's the class I'm
Got a party in my bedroom, a party she ain't missin'
I brought her by Will.i.am, but she callin' him William
Only God can me, case closed
I got more than Drake shows
I got this shit on lock, no escape
And make that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out
I'll put it in her backyard like a 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 scream 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)

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

And they me Diddy bitch

Scream and
And turn all out yeah