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, check it out

I be the hit
The brotha yo momma wit
Put yo people on if y'all know how to keep a
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 form a team with
The big figures to plot da scheme with
The who be used to gettin money frequent
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, that ain't recent
Cuz now we see women we to speak with
Eat with, lay 'em down and with

Type of woman who make a wanna keep it
be so exotic she lookin decent
Lotta corny niggaz who be whack free shit
I can't hold the 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 bloody, well around 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 frontin, it's aight
Gettin money and want it
a big blunt, get all fucked up
Fall on da floor, gotta my X-500

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

Comin through, hittin you, and out other sucka's tooths
Full speed ahead, like we runnin a booth
Produce flavour then Veryfine juice
Call a truce on me and my and let loose

All my ladies in da place to be, gettin money they 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 all across da land, one time
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 from da
Recline my seat, to da beat
Lyrical artist, scarred up in da heat

Blow up da spot we be hittin, know what I
Got you hoppin yo people up like
guilloutine, seein everything on my little computer screen
From to Phillipines

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

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