Luyện nghe bài hát I Did 'em Wrong

What's up bitch, up ho
up bitch, what's up ho
What's up bitch, up ho
What's up bitch, up ho
What's up, up bitch, what's up, ho, ho
What's up, up bitch, bitch, what's up, ho, ho
What's up bitch, up, ho, ho
What's up bitch, up, ho, ho

If you a killa mother fucker, bring anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this
You with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your to my door
Is this you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they up this song
You ridin' with a mother they think I did 'em wrong

Consequences come to those who chose to fuck with Lil
Not always physical, mental and emotional right
I'll outsmart you in a fight and back harder on the mic
There's an inner demon that possessed me to write
Now that I made all these moves, my music some havoc
shit is pick me up so what in the fuck did you expect, god-dammit?
As as the beat keep on rollin', my pocket's gonna get swollen

I know they hate me, they let me know the time that I told 'em
I got a mind and it's focused, you got serious issues
I got family, and fans and you ain't got no one to miss you
I bet you'll life gettin' hard, you lived your in a yard
I'm for real, I know there's something when you both of your cars
You mad at me 'cuz I made it, I'm only some fun
See me on MTV yellin' out, who gives a where you from
You might be tough with gun but look for fun in saddham
Doubt me now, I you Wyte was gon' drop bombs

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my
Is this you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

If you a killa fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I to nobody knows
If you with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother fucker, they I did 'em wrong

Yeah, time to speed on up
We finna go another mothafuckin'
Galaxy nigga, bass No.2, yes

Wake up bitch, creepin' around the corner
You so fucked up, you couldn't be an organ
I see you, I'm knockin' yo head up off of your shoulders
You gonna be ah shit, when you feel these tiny boulders
You with the wrong one, the HCP cracker main
you man, stab you man, even quick to crack your brain
I got no time for hatin' faggots on the grind
Keep on passin' by cuz I got somethin' you'll never find

This is the realest of the real, you feelin' it and if you don't
Extend your arm and grab remote and turn down your radio
Meanwhile, I'm gon' give it raw and it as nasty as this shit can be
It's easy when you over the hardest mother fuckin' beats
I am not braggin', and I'm not big headed, nor am I
But I'm proud of myself and the way I [Incomprehensible]
You wanna bring it to my door or be a bitch and me slippin'
Either way it goes unit, I'm grippin's gonna get you, pimpin'

If you a killa fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' someone you know and they turn up this song
You with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this
You ridin' with a fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

What's up, up bitch, what's up ho
What's up, what's up bitch, up ho, ho
What's up, up bitch, bitch, what's up, what's up ho, ho
up bitch, what's up ho, ho
What's up, up bitch, what's up ho, ho
What's up bitch, bitch, up ho, ho
What's up, up bitch, what's up ho
What's up bitch, up ho, ho