Luyện nghe bài hát Turn It Up

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

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

Oh my goodness, all goodness,
side, left brain left no order
5, 8 is triple threat
Wanna see get wet, somebody get snapped
But go away, i say but go away
Very deep that's where it
Bitch I you never play

I know more like a bag of green, nigga I guess 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 outta for your eye
Gotta be down we die, we die
I just here to turn it up. up. up
it up. up. up

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

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

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

Tired of running eye,
gotta get outta sight for eye
Gotta be down we die, we die
I just came here to 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 luck
run into
You run into

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

There ain't no fuckin' thing, that you try to do
Cause one mother fucker wanna talk that
mean that anybody wanna listen to you (ooh)
Like ooh, damn, turn it up
That I drank got me feeling a little sick
I'm at the flick, to head up neck
Fuck up your job so you quit
Speak to the partner, a screen
What you and me?
what I mean?
Don't that you could do anything
Could be making your wet fucking dream
the heat, bringing 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, I guess that's your dream
'cause I'm unplugged and I bleed, just
Sometimes I can't hear it turn it up, up, up

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