Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Me

[Chris
Uh, Boom,
We in the room
up my competition call me Mr. broom
knockin' over, call me bulldozer,
one more for these *** and it's over,
cause i'm a strike that something a cobra,
i know she want my venom, but i ain't leave it in her,
and after i get her, she know she with a winner,
and we straight to the crib, I takin' her to dinner,
(Chris laughs)
look at my jewels,
aviator shades I lookin' at you,
Ah chu, me twice,
be a nigga I be shitin' on your life,
covers, magnem rubbers,
I magnum, I don't fuck with stragglers,
niggaz drama, Gangsta Grillz bastards
did you check the caption ? camera, action
Holla at Me Boo, at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Turnt Up (x2)

a nigga beat,
and toot, toot,
blowin' out there brains, car a new roof,
lookin' like a superstar, when I thru
and I'm the truth, so mama what it do?
now ride out, ain't no trippin'
we dippin' to my hide-out,
big cause you sippin' on my bottle
only fuckin' with them models,
now get it like ..

(?) did it, if you it,
I did it
if you it,
then i'm it
we can do this shit

your minute don't compare to my
i'm in it
and I get it i'm a it to you all night,

I'm the yeah I go hard,
don't stand in nigga I bogart
fat boy cause I'm so large
and don't need no battery cause I'm in

Holla at Me Boo, at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Up, I'm Super Turnt Up (x2)

(Ha)
I'm hot mo'fucka, get a plate
Don't say shit, get face-lift
rich let tha champagne drip,
niggas jack but this L.A. shit
get it back, give it
'bout shit,
snap back ain't even rare, where the tag at ?,
all up in my ear bitch bag back,
I bag bad mo'fucka Kat Stacks,
(TYGA Laughs)
nigga, no cabs
Got the out, no mats,
get camera out uh, one flash,
hot steady shot clap your ass,
Aww, T. raw I'm so ahh,
on, chucks low, black beanie dog,
patron top wash straight from the store,
I'm turnt up I feel my face .. so

at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Up, I'm Super Turnt Up (x2)
Hey (x3)
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