Luyện nghe bài hát Scream And Shout

It's like shit is coming from the motherfuckin' heavens
It's a new day
Get or lay down
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, 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 up and I'mma bring 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)
You're turn-turn 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 in the club
They us
watching 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 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 my shit everywhere I go
world bang this 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 a picture with a IAm Foto Sosho
Yeah, you got a chick, but I got a colder 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, Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch

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

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

Oh, it's to party
Oh, it's to party
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 little chain 40 thou'
All eyes on me, out
Pop a bean, the old me
Molly's here, we fight fair
My buzz big, like
You ain't real, shorty, you stand here
Friends, and family here
real, live with no fear
Turn the into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back
Girl, it low, shake that
My wrists rocky like
This a G mix and I that, Flocka!

When you this in the club
You're gonna it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna it up (turn up bitch)
we up in the club
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 give the my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me
I life by the horns, and that bitch 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 remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad
And I'm feelin' good, I'm good, I'm smokin' good, I'm sippin'
These hoes think they classy? Well that's the I'm skippin'
Got a in my bedroom, that's a party she ain't missin'
I her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William
God can judge me, case closed
I got hoes than Drake shows
I got this on lock, no escape doors
And I'll make bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out
I'll put it in her backyard 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 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 man remix
This is a black man remix

And they me Diddy bitch

Scream and
And turn all out yeah