ฟังเพลงToo Loud (Explicit)

Song: Too Loud

Artist: G-Eazy, Nef the Pharaoh

Lyrics: Jonathan Yip, Ray Romulus, Jeremy Reeves, Ray Charles McCullough II, Tonee Hayes, Nef The Pharaoh, G-Eazy

Composed: The Stereotypes

Yeah, my licence plate is rattlin' and my trunk go "Boom"

Bay to the universe and back to the moon

A fixture, I'm a factor, I'm a boss, ty****

My **** smell like two chicks before noon

Where were you in 06? Was you were there?

You were standing inside, bein' good, you a ******

Since kindergarten, so I kept it all plare,

Google my prom picture

I was high, fi put braids in my hair

Long before Afro went on tour

Used to copp white T's from the liquor store

But I always new I that was destined for more

Now my socks are Gucci and my draws Tom Ford

Nah, now don't make me go back

To that black hoodie with the turf beanie,

Flip back (What's that?)

Nah, how you wasn't really there,

It was somethin' in the water

It was somethin' in the air

I can't hear you my base too loud

I can't hear you my trunk too loud

I can't hear you my slap too loud

Hold up, shut the **** up

Hell no I can't turn it down

I can't hear you my base too loud

I can't hear you my trunk too loud

I can't hear you my slap too loud

Hold up that's 5-0, go quick, go turn it down

Some He-Man, a scraper, and some purple in the air

I'm all inner-ear, I'm a California bear

The times were different folks

Light Mia's rare

I don't know man, I mean you had to be there

It was a time

Ok let me start from the top

A ripper is a runner and a runner is a bop

And if she's popular she's gonna give you good top

I'm in this game it's thick, I mean this thing don't stop

I can't blap this if it's not loud

I'm tryin' make Dru, P and Rick Rock proud

I'm tryin' climb up, I'm to the tip top now

And I'm still tellin' Beezy gonna kick rocks now

You ain't grow up' on mack tray

You ain't grow up on kick

You ain't grow up' on turf tuck

You ain't grow up on tea

You ain't grow up' on water, them styles is takin' me

You ain't grow up on fat, but then we can't even speak

I can't hear you my base too loud

I can't hear you my trunk too loud

I can't hear you my slap too loud

Hold up, shut the **** up

Hell no I can't turn it down

I can't hear you my base too loud

I can't hear you my trunk too loud

I can't hear you my slap too loud

Hold up that's 5-0, go quick, go turn it down

Big Nef, I can buy the bay if I spend the cheque

******* say I sound like Dre, that just means I'm blessed

Yo, that's my brother no paternity test

Next ***** hit the yay without tabbin',

Ain't gettin' stressed

Twenty four and my rims taller than my 74

How you shootin' for my side,

And never had the ball before?

I bup out my car, open up my doors, walkin' like a dawg

My paint job is gorgeous

Yo, ***** on, long T, Airforces

Gang **** around and jump a man, Air Jordan's

I've been on many a tours, you nerds never left apartments

B's dancin' and bailin', just shakin' a Harlem

Chang chang and G-Eazy we need freaks

There's somethin' in the water,

Where I'm from we pop peace

Strippers, runners, scrapers on twenty three's

When we say we're partners, you might hear "Hee"

I can't hear you my base too loud

I can't hear you my trunk too loud

I can't hear you my slap too loud

Hold up, shut the **** up

Hell no I can't turn it down

I can't hear you my base too loud

I can't hear you my trunk too loud

I can't hear you my slap too loud

Hold up that's 5-0, go quick, go turn it down

This is a slumper

This is a slumper

This is a slumper

This is a slumper