Luyện nghe bài hát Turn It Up

I know more a bag of green, nigga I guess that's your dream
'cause I'm and I might bleed, just
Sometimes I can't hear it turn it up, up, up

of running bulls eye,
gotta get outta sight for eye
Gotta be down we die, we die
I just here to turn it up. up. up
it up. up. up

Hypnotize,
Haters see through wires
Stay focused I bet a 50 cannibal on that eagle
Keep it all old school a regal
Often times, let it
Bitches on the sidewalk as that dick gets pinned
Hit the switch, ride slow, drop it til it's flames
Gangstas gangsta thangs, fuck you and that sitch you claim
All your really lame, talking shit never walking shit
Lonely clip, had no grip, rep my hood and never

Oh my goodness, all goodness,
East side, left brain no order
5, 8 deep is threat
see somebody get wet, somebody get snapped
But go away, i say but go away
Very that's where it stays
Bitch I told you play

I more like a bag of green, nigga I guess that's your dream
'cause I'm and I might bleed, just
Sometimes I just can't it turn it up, up, up

Tired of running eye,
gotta get outta for your eye
Gotta be down we die, we die
I came here to turn it up. up. up
it up. up. up

Yeah, yeah,
Fire-breathing, dropping ether
when I let it spray, eating through your
My is to devastate
Fever when I'm reaching for that make you levitate
Reaper with the cleaver, smoking when I meditate
And when I kick is a sickness, got addicted to wicked shit
Leave your scene no witnesses
Witness power
Skip the vowel for
Just hours of fitness
louder than bitches
but taking part of fisting

I know this sound is
I chase 'em quiet like Jason before
their faces with rusty knives and razors
my craziness, crazy gone when I'm faded
This can't look for you haters
who wanna start spar with the greatest

I know like a bag of green, nigga I guess that's your dream
I'm unplugged and I might bleed, just
Sometimes I just can't it turn it up, up, up

of running bulls eye,
gotta get sight for your eye
be down 'fore we die, we die
I just here to turn it up. up. up
it up. up. up

This is banging, I'm turning it up
it up
I'm it up

You fucking with me and you run into
run luck
You run into

I got neck and I'm making the cut
Filling the cup with that mother fuckin'
Sipping it tender like Yves Saint
No wave when taking a chug and i'm done

There ain't no fuckin' thing, you gon' try to do
Cause one mother wanna talk that shit
don't mean anybody wanna listen to you (ooh)
ooh, damn, turn it up quick
That stuff I drank got me feeling a little
I'm at the flick, to up your neck
Fuck up your job so you gotta
Speak to the partner, becoming a
What you and me?
Know what I
believe that you could do anything
Could that be your wet fucking dream
the heat, bringing the heat
Don't give a
I be the, I be the
Dub,
Turning it way the up

I more like a bag of green, nigga I guess that's your dream
'cause I'm and I might bleed, just
I just can't hear it turn it up, up, up

Tired of running eye,
gotta get outta for your eye
Gotta be 'fore we die, we die
I just came here to it up. up. up
it up. up. up