Luyện nghe bài hát Turn It Up/Fire It up (Remix)

Uh, ah, uh ah

Ah ah ah ah
it out
Flipmode '98
Raw Deluxe, it out y'all

I be the hit
The brotha yo momma wit
Put yo people on if know how to keep a secret
When I get money ya I like to keep it
How I get money ya know others are tryin to it

Flipmode, be the ya wanna form a team with
The big figures to plot da scheme with
The brothas who be used to gettin money
The ones who I'd always measure up my triple with

Until they start my people to the precint
But dats all back in da day yo, ain't nuttin recent
Cuz now we see we like to speak with
Eat with, lay 'em down and sleep

Type of woman who a brotha wanna keep it
Shorty be so exotic she lookin
Lotta niggaz who be offerin whack free shit
I can't the heat no more, yo I gotta release it

y'all gonna do? Don't we always comin through, me and my crew
Lemme ya say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!) Say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!)

To all my dat stay bloody, well around in the 500, all day
Lemme ya say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!) Say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!)

Now everytime I meet a dats frontin, it's aight
Gettin money and want it
Smoke a big blunt, get all up
Fall on da floor, gotta call my

Iceburg 5 you at?
"No need for alarm, right now I'm cruisin' to the of my enhanced cd-rom."
Hurry up 5, things are about to get
I see dis cat behind my back about to do a stick
"Tell me where you at, I will be there in 10 seconds flat, I got back,
I'll be there just in to counteract."
I might even forget my crew, my X-5 bulletproof, I turbo boost,
and blast through da ceiling in da

Comin through, hittin you, and knockin out other tooths
Full ahead, like we runnin a toll booth
Produce more then Veryfine juice
Call a truce on me and my and let loose

All my ladies in da place to be, gettin money while next to me, lemme see
Lemme ya say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!) Say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!)

All my people just wave yo hands, money all across da land, one time
Lemme ya say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!) Say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!)

Release the heat, we lettin to the extreme
Me my Iceburg X-5 from da scene
my seat, rock to da beat
Lyrical artist, scarred up in da heat

up da spot we be hittin, know what I mean?
Got you hoppin yo people up caffeine
Flyin guilloutine, everything on my little computer screen
From to Phillipines

it movin, we never run out of gasoline
Gas me, your arson, but lookin
Me and my be runnin the mission you never seen
Hot shit, makin ya fuckas fein

Anyone of you comin, you come clean
Hit you with a dose of rhyme
Got your eyes all bloodshot, ya need
People in Wylin, I think you need to da sirene