Luyện nghe bài hát Turn it up

We never heard of yo clique but they of us
They put em down, we liftin them up
You keep sayin word to your mother but word to
I don't a fuck about none of these niggas
I it up,
Come on, come on,
Here go my cup, give me some more
Open this back window, let me on niggas
my era, I'm bout to turn it up on niggas

Peace to the New Knickerbockers, the plot got thicker
Cuz now they got the Nets and Barclays Center
Hello Mrs. and Mr., cousins, and sisters
Ladies and gentlemen, children prisons of printers
Snakes who to slither, wolves, monkeys, gorillas
Veterans and beginners, righteous and sinners
Gamblers, losers and winners, ice grillers and
Hope you all some good swimmers cuz I'm as deep as the
I'm the bad guy, just the Joker and Riddler
Bad as Mike in his prime, man in the in Thriller
You ain't a real man, you can't even use the
You a pussycat, you probably got kitty
Kill rich in chinchilla
Representing for the wig-splitters and skid who gets realer
Beenie Man, carjack a bitch nigga
Who got the keys to the Sim Simmer

We never heard of yo clique but they of us
They put em down, we liftin burners up
You keep word to your mother but word to what?
I don't a fuck about none of these niggas
I it up,
Come on, come on,
Here go my cup, me some more liquor
this back window, let me dump on niggas
It's my era, I'm bout to it up on niggas

When my oral deliver it's such a dilemma
I don't quarrel quitters, I give em sorrow and shimmers
You think your artists is just cause his car from the dealer?
This music char is bitter, cause yall some spitters
When I the liquor, I write a marvelous scripture
Start drawing a picture cause I'm immortal my
Beef is played out so I bother with niggas
But as long as it's tender I eat your up for dinner
Put my on the trigger and shoot you all in yo liver
Injure all of you niggas, I'm and calm as a killer
Your man styling from fingers, man who are you?
Ice — I'm Knight, hang em off the balcony with ya
Since I deserve scrilla, I to flip birds quicker
Had to hit curves with the hustlers and to emerge
Back when Dipset was sizzurp nigga
My jewelery was black and yellow just like the Steelers

We never heard of yo clique but heard of us
They put em down, we them burners up
You keep sayin word to your mother but to what?
I don't give a fuck none of these niggas
I it up,
Come on, come on,
Here go my cup, give me some more
Open this back window, let me dump on
It's my era, I'm to turn it up on niggas

I'm on that train, making dead president stops
the liquor store just so we can get some Ciroc
Ate Corn Flakes, no Fruity Pebbles and
Got chased by the stray dogs I fled though the block
a 50-cent razor, now I'm ready to rock
I to your block with a George Jefferson bop
I cut him cross peddle bike, he to his socks
Cuz Miles didn't have a chain when I and popped
My leather bomber was better than that pleather you
I old bomber way before Michelle and Barack
I heard up you wasn't reppin a lot
You caught a 10-3, you respected the cops
How you gon use that shit to try to get to the top?
You up in PC, never slept in a box
He he hungry so I fed him the ox
My gun is like an record label, Heckler and Koch

We never heard of yo but they heard of us
They put em down, we them burners up
You sayin word to your mother but word to what?
I don't give a fuck none of these niggas
I it up,
Come on, come on,
go my cup, give me some more liquor
Open this window, let me dump on niggas
my era, I'm bout to turn it up on niggas

up
Now I come
Keep it underground
up
Now I come
Keep it underground
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Now I come
it underground hardcore
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Papoose,