Luyện nghe bài hát Turbulence

10..9..8
Ignition start, engines on
5..4..3..2..1
All running, launch commence

(chorus)(2x)
I'm up in the air, I'm feeling the turbulence
But when it comes to work, I'm magnificent it

(Esham)
Street to my niggas, cheddar boy, clockin' figures
Only fuck with the work, just to make my pockets
my finger on the trigger, of a AK,

One shot to yo dome, I'll make your whole soul
Shiver the cold winter, like Detroit in December
Yo bitch beggin me, to put the dick up in her
She was riding on it hard, and the turbulence
I hit it from the back, but she I was hurtin it
She told me not to cum, right I was squirtin it
I get up, right after I do my dirt in it
I make the bed rock, but my name a Mosely
ki', 36 Oz.'s, a little whoadie

(chorus)(2x)

Reel life's my production, no you niggas aint
Wit' nothing I'm doin'
I was raised up in the
And I'm high up in the air and I'm the turbulence
Flying on my carpet rockin' a turban, bitch
Droppin' bombs on well deserving it
Comin through beatin' down the disturbin' shit
possessed, by the sons of Saddam
When I go to sleep, I about money, power, and bombs
Bitch, you recognize, the boss of the mob
Niggas soaking all my game up, Spongebob

I don't dance, I boogie, true
I cut the head off the devil, and throw it at you

(chorus 2x)

May-day, May-Day, the coke out on the runway
If the D.E.A. come my way, they gunplay
I'm about 100, the wrong way up the runway
I wish it was a Monday, but it was a Sunday
I was high up in the air, and feeling the
Jumpin' out of planes, wit' no parachute, on some shit
Flying through the air, the greatest of ease
Things fall to they knees, snitches the police
We be high up in the air, and feelin' the
on the black benz, blowing the purple shit
Just the hood, when the ghetto birds circle it
Infrared search light, I just might you bitch!

(chorus 2x)