Luyện nghe bài hát Scream And Shout

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

1 Oak at? Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your on, tell 'em to run this back
Put hands 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 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 in the club
They us
watching 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 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 and roll, roll
Whole world know my shit I go
Whole world bang song 'cause it's cold
Ah, shit, I think that 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 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 a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin'
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch

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

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

Oh, it's to party
Oh, time to party
Smokin', drinkin', no out
YOLO, shout 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 actin'
It's Waka Flame, you my style
This little like 40 thou'
All eyes on me, out
Pop a bean, the old me
here, we don't fight fair
My buzz big, Lightyear
You ain't real, shorty, you can't here
Friends, and family here
Outfit real, live with no
Turn the club a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back
Girl, it low, shake that
My wrists like A$AP
This a G mix and I that, Flocka!

When you hear this in the
You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're 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 the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I 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 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 think they classy? Well that's the class I'm skippin'
Got a party in my bedroom, 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 shit 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 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 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
is a super black man remix
This is the
This is a super man remix
This is a black man remix

And they call me bitch

Scream and
And them all out yeah