Luyện nghe bài hát Turn it up

We heard of yo clique but they heard of us
They put em down, we liftin them 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, on, killas
Here go my cup, give me more liquor
this back window, let me dump on niggas
It's my era, I'm bout to it up on niggas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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