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 y'all know how to a secret
When I get ya know I like to keep it
How I get money ya know others are tryin to it

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

they start takin 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 make a wanna keep it
Shorty be so exotic she lookin
corny niggaz who be offerin whack free shit
I hold the heat no more, yo I gotta release it

What y'all gonna do? Don't we always 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
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 and everybody want it
Smoke a big blunt, get all up
on da floor, gotta call my X-500

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

Comin through, hittin you, and knockin out other sucka's
Full speed ahead, like we runnin a toll
Produce more then Veryfine juice
a truce on me and my people and let loose

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

All my people just wave yo hands, gettin 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 loose to the
Me my X-5 bounce from da scene
my seat, rock to da beat
Lyrical artist, scarred up in da heat

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

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

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