Luyện nghe bài hát Scream And Shout

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

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

When you hear this in the
gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
gonna 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 in the club
They us
They watching us (you us)
watching 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 rocking
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)

rock and roll, roll
Whole world my shit everywhere I go
Whole world bang this song it's cold
Ah, shit, I think that ready to go off
But she want a photo, so I took a
Yeah, I took a picture with a IAm Foto
Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a ho
But she really know shit, so I gotta show the ho
Hide your paper, I'm stackin' paper
to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch

When you hear this in the
put your hands up
Just put hands 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 time to
Smokin', drinkin', no out
YOLO, I'mma it out
We hard, we yell it out
Disrespect me, him out
a smile, Pacquiao
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 into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a flip
Girl, it low, shake that
My wrists rocky like
a G mix and I laced that, Flocka!

When you this in the club
You're gonna it up (turn up bitch)
gonna 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 with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)

Hi! I'm Tunechi, I give the my room key
can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' me cheap
I grab life by the horns, and that bitch "beep-beep"
I swear right now I feel 'Pac, 'cause all eyes on me
And I don't mean to throw no salt but these small fries to me
And my bad like Britney, but I wish I had Britney
She remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad
And I'm feelin' good, I'm lookin' good, I'm smokin' good, I'm
These hoes think they Well that's the class I'm skippin'
Got a party in my bedroom, a party she ain't missin'
I her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William
Only God can judge me, case
I got more than Drake shows
I got this shit on lock, no escape
And I'll make 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)

go, this is the remix
This is a black man remix
This is the
This is a black man remix
This is a super man remix

And call me Diddy bitch

Scream and
And turn all out yeah