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

Uh, ah, uh ah

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

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

Flipmode, be the winners ya wanna form a with
The big money figures to da scheme with
The who be used to gettin money frequent
The ones who I'd always up my triple beams with

they start takin my people to the precint
But dats all back in da day yo, that nuttin recent
Cuz now we see women we like to with
Eat with, lay 'em down and with

Type of woman who make a brotha keep it
Shorty be so exotic she decent
Lotta corny niggaz who be offerin free shit
I hold 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 dogs dat stay bloody, well in the 500, all day
hear ya say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!) Say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!)

Now everytime I meet a sucka dats frontin, aight
Gettin and everybody want it
a big blunt, get all fucked up
Fall on da floor, gotta my X-500

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

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

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, gettin money all across da land, one
hear ya say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!) Say "FIRE IT UP"! (FIRE IT UP!)

Release the heat, we lettin loose to the
Me my Iceburg X-5 bounce da scene
my seat, rock to da beat
Lyrical artist, microphone up in da heat

Blow up da we be hittin, know what I mean?
Got you yo people up like caffeine
guilloutine, seein everything on my little computer screen
From here to

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

Anyone of you comin, you better come
Hit you a dose of rhyme amphetamine
Got your all bloodshot, ya need visine
People in Wylin, I think you need to wreak da