Luyện nghe bài hát Turn It 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,
get outta sight for your eye
Gotta be 'fore we die, we die
I just came here to it up. up. up
it up. up. up

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

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

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

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

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

I this sound is amazing
I chase 'em quiet like Jason devouring
their with rusty knives and dirty razors
Embracing my craziness, crazy gone when I'm
This can't look good for you
who wanna start spar the fuckin' greatest

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

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

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

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

I got your and I'm making the cut
Filling the cup that mother fuckin' blood
Sipping it tender like Saint Laurent
No giving wave taking a chug and i'm done

There no fuckin' thing, that you gon' try to do
Cause one mother fucker wanna that shit
mean that anybody wanna listen to you (ooh)
Like ooh, damn, it up quick
That I drank got me feeling a little sick
I'm at the flick, to up your neck
up your job so you gotta quit
Speak to the partner, a screen
about you and me?
Know I mean?
Don't believe you could do anything
Could be making your wet fucking dream
Bringing the heat, the heat
give a fuck
I be the, I be the
Dub,
it way the fuck up

I more like a bag of green, nigga I guess that's your dream
'cause I'm unplugged and I might bleed,
Sometimes I just hear it turn it up, up, up

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