Luyện nghe bài hát Turn It Up

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

Tired of running eye,
get outta sight for your eye
Gotta be down we die, we die
I just came here to 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 like 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 flames
Gangstas gangsta thangs, fuck you and that sitch you claim
All your bitches lame, talking shit never walking shit
Lonely clip, had no grip, rep my hood and never

Oh my goodness, all goodness,
side, left brain left no order
5, 8 deep is triple
Wanna see somebody get wet, get snapped
But go away, didn't i say but go
Very deep where it stays
Bitch I told you never

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

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

Yeah, yeah,
Fire-breathing, ether diarrhea
when I let it spray, eating through speakers
My is to devastate
when I'm reaching for that heater make you levitate
Reaper with the cleaver, smoking reefer I meditate
And when I kick is a sickness, got ya'll to wicked shit
Leave your scene no witnesses
power ridiculous
Skip the for wickedness
like hours of fitness
Screaming louder bitches
but taking of that fisting

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

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

Tired of running 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 shit is banging, I'm it up
it up
I'm it up

You fucking me and you run into luck
run into
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 giving wave when a chug and i'm done

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

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

Tired of running 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