Luyện nghe bài hát Scream And Shout

It's shit is coming down from the motherfuckin' heavens
It's a new day
Get or lay down
Ay yo, turn the up
Ay yo, sparklers
I wanna see in this motherfucker
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 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 bring the

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 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 boys in the
They us
They us (you watching us)
They us
Everybody in the
All on us
All eyes on us (you 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)

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

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

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

Oh, time to party
Oh, it's time to
Smokin', drinkin', no out
YOLO, I'mma it out
We hard, we yell it out
me, knock him out
Crack a smile,
Fuck the VIP, I'm in the
Me and Britney, we wild
Waka Flame, you know my style
This little chain 40 thou'
All on me, thugged out
Pop a bean, the old me
Molly's here, we don't fight
My buzz big, Lightyear
You ain't real, shorty, you can't stand
Friends, fans and here
real, live with no fear
Turn the club into a pit
Spend 20 bands, do a flip
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)
gonna turn-turn 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 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 fries to me
And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish I had
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, that's a party she ain't
I her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William
Only God can judge me, closed
I got hoes than Drake shows
I got this shit on lock, no escape
And I'll make 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
is the remix
This is a super black man
This is a super man remix

And they call me Diddy

Scream and
And turn them all out