Lets Get Loud (feat. Shima)

Can you hear anything
Yeah hey man it's time for me to get loud man
I been quiet for too long
Know what i mean like am trying to make some noise
He died yesterday
He died yesterday
Sing it baby
Let's Get Loud Let's Get Loud Let's Get Loud
Call me Tyson El Dominicano by the way
Hit the crowd hit the crowd hit the
Crowd
I brought my homegirl Tina
You Know I get loud is only right man I'm Dominican

I had dreams of being a coke boy
Having all the dope boy
Hustling like a panhandler just to not be broke Boy
But I'ma make it like a blueprint that is on my old boy
I keep rocking on this beat on my head like a lowboy
Bitches be like oh boy
I'm loving his swag
How he keep his face clean but he dirty like a rag
My wallet is getting tired I think Ama need a bag
Cause I got numbers in my back pocket looking like a tag
I'll be chilling in the back so them people never see me
Last time they gave me two and a half
And didn't want to free me
I know my life is a movie
But you wouldn't want to see me
You wouldn't want to pay for me
Like a surgery you feel me
That is terrible you feel me
But that's how the cookie crumbles
My dad said if you don't ball
Just make sure that you don't fumble
Some of y'all be full of air
But could get popped like a bubble
Humble but I never let a nigga tell me no Mutombo
If you hit me I don't crumble
I just go and get you back
Spend my money on some hitters
Than go back to cooking crack
Black shoes black pants black shirt black hat
Black 45 black gloves now you think I'm black
Y'm just young and I'm on that
Dumb but never stupid
Got niggas with guns
Indians that shoot arrows just like cupid
My white be like the beat
If it's not enough then I Loop it
Ya'll be like the target
If I Aim at you Then imma shoot it
I'm secluded cause I don't need friends around me dog
I know niggas like the priest
That's praying for my downfall
My niggas like the plug
Want they money like landlords
Also got ninjas that go in your crib and that's just one call
On the beat I go commando
Make a crib look like a bando
Want some problems
Imma stump all on your face just like some sandals
Want some problems
My yungins going to light your head just like a candle
I am hot crack in the pot
Call me magic like Orlando

Up we go up we go up we go
Get up now get up now get up now
Hit the floor Hit the Floor hit the floor
Get up now get up now get up now
He died Yesterday
He Died yesterday
Let's Get Loud Let's Get Loud Let's Get Loud
Let's Get Loud Let's Get Loud Let's Get Loud