Lyrics Loud - Tech N9ne feat. Bizzy, Alan Wayne & Irv Da Phenom
[Intro]
Hello
Mr.
Yates
This
is
Sarah
from
the
Complex
ClubHouse
I'm
calling
to
tell
you
That
we've
been
getting
complaints
From
your
neighbors
about
loud
music
late
at
night
If
you
can
keep
it
low
after
10pm
it
would
be
appreciated
Thanks!
[Chorus][Tech
N9ne
& Irv
Da
Phenom]
(Yeah
I
play
my
music
loud!)
I
bet
you
feel
me
comin'
down
the
block
With
that
thunder
in
the
trunk
on
N9ne
(You
know
I
play
my
music
loud!)
Yep
I
got
them
neighbors
losin'
sleep
From
the
way
I
freak
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.
[Bizzy]
Pulled
up
in
a
bucket
Blowin'
on
a
blunt
Beat
hittin
like
prrumpa-pomp-pomp
I
don't
crack
I
crease
sound
like
a
big
bitch
In
the
back
like
a
big
bitch
Tryin'
get
up
out
a
lil'
niggas
trunk
Turn
heads
for
I
even
hit
the
block
Lil'
kids
runnin'
up
when
they
hear
the
beat
knock
Cranked
to
the
max
whenever
I
pass
cops
Haus
Keepa
beat
whenever
the
bass
drop
My
shit
is
quaken
Got
my
rear-view
vibratin'
Pulled
up
next
my
gran-mommy
at
the
red
light
got
her
wig
shaken
Gunna
see
her
burp
and
its
what
im
tastin'
Gunna
do
some
baby
makin'
Gotta
chop
that
first
then
Next
three
bitch
Look
likes
annihilation
Sunday
mornin'
round
eleven
Roll
by
interuptin'
a
reverend
I'll
prolly
lose
my
hearin'
by
the
time
im
twenty-seven
It's
a
shame
But
I
need
that
bang
So
vibrate
my
frame
FPS
my
game
Have
ta
do
a
little
switch
up
Can
I
play
against
strange
I
tell
my
Biatress
to
quit
yappin'
Lay
down
uh
we
gon
get
nasty
And
you
can
do
whateva
you
like
to
me
We
can
do
it
classy
or
get
trashed
see
Matta
fact
we
ain't
even
gotta
go
to
the
crib
girl
We
can
do
it
in
the
back
seat
But
for
now
sit
back,
relax
and
let
this
beat
massage
your
ass
cheeks
[Chorus][Tech
N9ne
& Irv
Da
Phenom]
(Yeah
I
play
my
music
loud!)
I
bet
you
feel
me
comin'
down
the
block
With
that
thunder
in
the
trunk
on
N9ne
(You
know
I
play
my
music
loud!)
Yep
I
got
them
neighbors
losin'
sleep
From
the
way
I
freak
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.
[Alan
Wayne]
It's
Smooth
Prada
Jesus
that
nigga
that
came
with
the
heat
that
you
needed
Along
awaited
on,
hella
hated
on
Hungry
little
nigga
bought
to
eat
until
the
plate
is
gone
Got
the
flamer
on
Bout
to
step
into
the
danger
zone
Might
as
well
go
ahead
and
call
the
cops
Cause
them
loud
ass
next
door
neighbors
is
home
Yeah,
and
we
comin'
to
tear
the
block
up
Beat
it
loud,
bang
it
like
Blokka
Them
witches
jock
us
That's
why
these
niggas
mock
us
But
they
not
us
and
its
not
just
Music
with
me
and
my
partners
We
don't
put
time
in
this
bitch
so
how
do
you
stop
us
(Prada)
What?
(Gettum)
Can
I
get
up
in
the
middle
for
the
money
For
the
women
and
the
niggas
in
the
city
That
said
I
would
never
make
it
but
im
here
now
Got
it
made
now,
Gettin'
hoes
now,
gettin'
laid
now
So
brotha
lay
down,
gettin'
paid
now
You
motha'
fuckas
shouldn't
have
nothin'
to
say
now
Got
a
middle
finger
for
y'all,
scratch
that
I
ain't
even
thinkin'
uh
y'all,
pass
that
So
pass
the
cat
to
the
back
where
im
sittin'
now
Put
your
kitty
cat
on
I
laugh
and
I
get
it
now
-?-?-?-?-?-?-?-?-?-?-?-?-?-
Alan
Wayne
and
Strange
you
can't
beat
that
now
That
what
its
all
about
boy
Got
me
hatin'
on
a
nigga
Cause
a
nigga
got
a
little
bita
cloud
boy
Shit
talks,
Shit
anyways
So
turn
my
mother
fuckin'
music
up,
shut
your
mother
fuckin'
mouth
boy
[Chorus][Tech
N9ne
& Irv
Da
Phenom]
(Yeah
I
play
my
music
loud!)
I
bet
you
feel
me
comin'
down
the
block
With
that
thunder
in
the
trunk
on
N9ne
(You
know
I
play
my
music
loud!)
Yep
I
got
them
neighbors
losin'
sleep
From
the
way
I
freak
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.
[Tech
N9ne]
Better
want
me
ta
live
at
the
end
of
my
block
Cause
when
I
get
to
the
krilla
I
don't
stop
Party'n
my
ladys,
I
pull
up
in
the
Mercedes
You
know
that
we
gunna
BANG
BIG
SOUND
We
kickin'
it
loud
at
3 o'clock
at
the
spot
Spread
the
liquor
around
we
doin'
shots
till
we
drop
Every
once
in
a
while
we
get
a
knock
from
the
cops
saying
TURN
SHIT
DOWN
(Yep)
My
neighbors
probably
wish
I
resided
in
hella
prison
Cause'
they
always
tell
me
and
Mac
to
turn
down
our
television
And
we
got
it
hooked
to
our
stereo
you
would
think
the
scenario's
Runnin'
the
lights
when
I
get
on
mic
When
the
bass
kick
hit
very
low
I
can't
help
it
cause
I
like
it
loud
I
hype
the
crowd,
I
party
and
to
spike
the
clouds
It
might
be
fowl,
the
neighbors
wanna
fight
me
now
When
the
night
be
growl
The
women
excite
me
wow
So
to
be
buyin'
button
cause
I'm
bustin'
his
name
I
don't
want
nobody
hearin'
us
when
we
vein
So
I
turned
the
music
up
and
lust
till
he
came
Now
I
know
the
neighbors
no
what
my
name
Can't
help
it
cause
that's
my
style
More
beat
then
the
law
will
allow
I'm
bout
ta
get
me
a
crib
in
the
country
No
body
to
hunt
me,
tellin'
me
TURN
IT
DOWN
I'm
gunna
live
it
really
black
and
proud
Off
in
the
yard
naked
and
well
endowed
Until
the
cops
run
up
on
me
and
then
I
crack
a
smile
[Chorus][Tech
N9ne
& Irv
Da
Phenom]
(Yeah
I
play
my
music
loud!)
I
bet
you
feel
me
comin'
down
the
block
With
that
thunder
in
the
trunk
on
N9ne
(You
know
I
play
my
music
loud!)
Yep
I
got
them
neighbors
losin'
sleep
From
the
way
I
freak
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.
1 Doin' It
2 Need More Angels with Prayer by Brother K.T.
3 I Need More Angels With Prayer by Brother K.T.
4 Paper With Brian B Shynin (intro)
5 Paper
6 Oh You Didn't Know
7 Too Many Girls
8 Afterparty
9 What's Next
10 Keep It One Hunit
11 Jumpin' Jax
12 Jumpin' Jax
13 KC Tea
14 Pu Wah Wah
15 Ms. Walker / Brooklyn Martino Intro
16 Tony G Intro
17 Sean Tyler Intro
18 JT Quick Intro
19 Far Out
20 F U Pay Me
21 Gamer
22 Pow Pow
23 Loud
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