Tech N9ne - Loud lyrics

[Hook:] Yeah I play my music 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 [Verse 1: Alan Wayne Tha Pradagy] Pulled up in a bucket, blowing on a blunt Beat hittin like brrrump bump bump Crack I crease sound like a big b**h In the back trying get up out a little n***a 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 pa** cops Heart skip a beat whenever the ba** drop My sh** is quakin got my rearview vibrating Pulled up next to my gran mammy at the red light got her wig shaking Hennessey & purple is what I'm tasting Finna do some baby making Gotta chop that freak sitting next to me b**h look like Sanaa Lathan Hey sunday morning 'round eleven roll by interupting in the reverend I'll probably lose my hearing by the time I'm twenty-seven It's a shame But I need that bang 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 on we gon' get nasty You can do whatever you like to me, we can do cla**y 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 ma**age your a** cheeks [Hook] [Verse 2 - Prada] It's WHO Prada Jesus that n***a that came with the heat that you needed Along waited on, hella hated on Hungry little n***a '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 a** next door neighbors is home Yeah And we coming to tear the block up Beat it loud banging like blocka, them b**hes jock us That why these n***as mock us but they not us, and it not just Music with me and my partners, we done put time in this b**h so how can you stop us Prada (WHAT) Get 'em Can I get up in the rhythm of the money For the woman and the n***as in the city that said I'll never make it but I'm here now Got it made now Gettin' hoes now Gettin laid now Cause when I getta laying down Gettin paid now You motherf**ers shouldn't have nothing to say now Gotta middle finger for yall scratch that I ain't even thinkin' of ya'll Pa** that So pa** the gat to the back Where I'm sitting now with the kitty cat I'mma laugh when I'm gettin' now Roll down the window and let the beat slap Alan Wayne and Strange you can't beat that That's what it's all about boy Don't be hatin' on a n***a cause a n***a gotta a little bit of cloud boy sh** talk sh** down anyways So turn my music up and Shut your motherf**in' mouth BOY [Hook] [Verse 3 - Tech N9ne] They don't want me to live in the end of my block Cause when I get to the k**er 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' shots till we drop Every once in a while we get a knock from the cops saying TURN sh*t DOWN Yup My neighbors probably wishin' I resided in hella prison Cause they always tell me and Mak to turn down our Television And we got it hooked to our stereo, you would think the scenario running lights I got the mic when the ba** kick hit very low I can't help cause I like it loud I hype the crowd I party and I despite the cloud It might be foul the neighbors wanna fight me now In the night we growl the woman excite me wow So with the volume bu*ton 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 til we came Now I know the neighbors know my name Can't help cause that's my style More beat then the law allow About to get me a crib in the country Nobody to hunt me tellin' me TURN IT DOWN! I'm gonna live it really black and proud Up in the yard naked and well endowed Until the cops run up to me and then I crack a smile [Hook]