It sounds like a radio with the speakers blown the kind of sound that you'll never know treble high and the bass down low woahoh woahoh Radio with the speakers blown
Translation: Hit The Lights. Speakers Blown.
song It sounds like a radio with the speakers blown the kind of sound that you'll never know treble high and the bass down low woahoh woahoh Radio with the speakers blown
-empty, half-full, I'll spill ya Try me and run into a wall, outfielder You know I'mma ball 'til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor
.. [P. Diddy] (Uh-huh, yeah yeah) Yeah, uhh Let's blow the roof off (roof off) let's ride out (ride out) Let's try to put these city lights out (lights
in 'cause a frenzy up in Ireland Hit ya, I'm gonna get ya And drop the bomb scripture at your Barmitzvah Yo, map shit out, blast through the speakers
as an F-fifteen Raise the heat, light the gasoline Overload, it might cause a blackout Dead end, there's no chance to back out Hit the tripwire, duck
And all I could say to myself was, "Damn.." The night the shit hit the fan [ Shawnie Shawn ] Man, man, man I understand... (The night the shit hit
hard Work it, baby, work it, baby Work it, baby, hurt me, baby I go hard, go all in, get deeper and deeper I beat, beat it up, I'm blowing your speakers
, half full, I'll spill ya Try me and run into a wall, outfielder You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor I enjoy
for my clique, go ahead and light that When shorty left with no ends, y'all been never bite that Day in the life, ain't nothin' nice how I hit 'em up
's get drunk Let's get buck-ass wild, tear it up Turn the lights down low and let the DJ go Until the speakers blow (Stay up 'til the break of dawn)
hole in the sky where the light pours in I remembered the days when I wasn't afraid of the sunshine But now it beats down on the asphalt land Like a hammering blow
basement with the lock shut Used to sliding under street lights puff a peace pipe Keep the heat tight by my side so I can eat rite All I knew is hit the
that wasn't feasible But we ain't gotta be beefing though I missed you at my recent show I speak to CJ often and Sometimes I just wanna speak you up Yeah, hit
how you got to get it Me and my boy came up on tha block Hustling by the building Just stacking the money up to the ceiling Ain't no penicillin finna hit
