Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Loud , by - Tech N9ne. Release date: 26.07.2010
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
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 |