Lyrics Loud - Tech N9ne Collabos
Yeah
I
play
my
music
LOUD!
I
betcha
you
feel
me
coming
down
the
block
The
thunder
in
the
trunk
gon′
knock
You
know
I
play
my
music
LOUD!
And
yup
I
got
the
neighbors
losing
sleep
From
the
way
I
crank
it
up
and
let
it
beat
Yeah
Turn
it
up
like
(Boom
boom
boom
boom)
Let
it
beat
like
(Bang
bang
bang
bang)
Turn
it
up
like
(Boom
boom
boom
boom)
Let
it
beat
like
(Bang
bang
bang
bang)
Turn
it
up
like
(Boom
boom
boom
boom)
Let
it
beat
like
(Bang
bang
bang
bang)
Turn
it
up
like
(Boom
boom
boom
boom)
Let
it
bang
Let
it
bang
Pulled
up
in
a
bucket,
blowing
on
a
blunt
Beat
hittin
like
brrrump
bump
bump
Crack
I
crease
sound
like
a
big
bitch
In
the
back
trying
get
up
out
a
little
nigga
trunk
Turn
heads
for
I
even
hit
the
block
Lil
kids
running
up
when
they
hear
the
beat
knock
Crank
it
to
the
max
whenever
I
pass
cops
Hearts
keep
a
beat
whenever
the
bass
drop
My
shit
is
quakin
got
my
rearview
vibrating
Pulled
up
next
to
my
gran
momma
at
the
red
light
got
her
wig
shaking
Seeing
purple
is
what
I'm
tasting
Finna
do
some
baby
making
Gotta
chop
ta
sixfy
sitting
next
to
me
Bitch
lookin
like
some
nialating
Hey
sunday
morning
′round
eleven
robot
erupting
in
the
reveren
I'll
probably
lose
my
hearing
by
the
time
I'm
twenty-seven
It′s
a
shame
But
I
need
that
dang
To
vibrate
my
frame
ABS
my
game
Have
to
do
a
little
switch
up
can
a
a
player
get
strange
I
tell
my
biatrice
to
quit
yappin
later
or
we
gon′
get
nasty
You
can
do
whatever
you
like
to
me,
we
can
do
classic
or
get
trashy
Matter
fact
we
ain't
even
gotta
go
to
the
crib
girl
we
can
do
it
in
the
back
seat
For
now
sit
back
relax
and
let
this
beat
massage
your
ass
cheeks
It′s
WHO
Prada
Jesus
that
nigga
that
came
with
the
heat
that
you
needed
Loving
the
way
it
all
hella
hated
on
Hungry
little
niggas
'bout
ta
eat
till
the
plate
is
gone
Gotta
flamer
on,
′bout
to
step
into
the
danger
zone
Mind
as
well
go
ahead
and
call
the
cops
'Cause
′em
loud
ass
next
door
neighbors
are
home
Yeah
And
we
come
up
to
tear
the
block
up
Beat
it
loud
banging
like
blocka,
them
bitches
jock
us
That
why
these
niggas
mock
us
but
they
not
us,
and
it
not
just
Music
with
me
and
my
partner,
we
done
put
time
in
this
bitch
so
how
can
you
stop
us
Prada
(WHAT)
Get
'e
Can
I
get
up
in
the
rhythm
of
the
money
For
the
woman
with
'em
other
niggas
in
the
city
to
shred
now
I′ll
never
make
let
′em
hear
now,
Got
it
made
now,
Gettin'
hoes
now
Gettin
laid
now
Cause
when
I
getta
laying
down,
Gettin
paid
now
You
motherfucker
shouldn′t
hella
from
the
say
now
Gotta
middle
finger
for
yall
scratch
that
I
ain't
even
thinkin′
of
ya'll
Pass
that
So
pass
the
gat
to
the
back
Where
I′m
sitting
now
with
the
kitty
cat
I'ma
laugh
when
I'm
gettin′
now
Roll
down
the
window
and
let
the
beat
slap
(??)
and
strange
you
can′t
beat
that
That's
what
it′s
all
about
Paul
Don't
be
hatin′
on
a
nigga
cause
a
nigga
gotta
a
little
bit
of
cloud
boy
Shit
talk
shit
down
anyways
Shut
your
motherfuckin'
mouth
BOY
They
don′t
want
me
to
live
in
the
end
of
my
block
'Cause
when
I
get
to
the
killer
I
don't
stop
Partyin′
with
the
ladies
I
pull
in
Mercedes
you
know
we
gonna
BANG
BIG
SOUND
We
kickin′
it
loud
at
3 o'clock
on
the
spot
Pouring
liquor
around
we
doin′
shot
till
we
drop
Every
once
in
a
while
we
get
a
knock
from
the
cops
saying
TURN
SHIT
DOWN
Yup
My
neighbors
probably
wishin'
I
resided
in
hella
prison
′Cause
they
always
tellin'
me
and
mack
to
turn
down
our
Television
And
we
got
it
into
our
stereo,
you
would
think
the
scenario
running
lights
I
got
the
mic
when
the
bass
kick
hit
very
low
I
can′t
help
'cause
I
like
it
loud
I
hype
the
crowd
I
party
and
I
despise
the
cloud
It
might
be
froul
the
neighbors
wanna
fight
me
now
In
the
night
we
growl
the
woman
excite
me
wow
So
with
the
volume
button
'cause
I
be
bustin′
the
thang
And
I
don′t
wanna
nobody
hearin'
us
when
we
bang
So
I
turn
up
the
music
and
then
lust
then
we
came
Now
I
know
the
neighbors
know
my
name
Can′t
help
'cause
that′s
my
style
More
beat
then
a
lolla
loud
'Bout
to
get
me
a
killer
in
the
country
Nobody
to
hump
me
tellin′
me
to
TURN
IT
DOWN!
I'm
gonna
live
it
really
black
and
proud
Go
up
in
the
yard
nigga
reveren
in
doubt
Until
the
cops
run
up
to
me
and
then
I
crack
a
smile
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