Luyện nghe bài hát I Did 'em Wrong

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

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

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 and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother they think I did 'em wrong

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

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

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my
Is shit 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 fucker, they I did 'em wrong

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 someone you know and turn up this song
You ridin' a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

Yeah, it's time to on up
We finna go into another
nigga, bass check No.2, yes

Wake up bitch, reality creepin' around the
You so fucked up, you be an organ donor
When I see you, I'm knockin' yo up off of your shoulders
You gonna be like ah shit, you feel these tiny boulders
You with the wrong one, the HCP cracker main
Slap you man, stab you man, even quick to crack your
I ain't got no time for hatin' on the grind
Keep on passin' by cuz I got somethin' you'll fuckin' find

This is the realest of the real, hope you feelin' it and if you
Extend arm and grab your 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 rappin' the hardest mother fuckin' beats
I am not braggin', and I'm not big headed, nor am I
But I'm proud of and the way I [Incomprehensible] succeeded
You wanna bring it to my door or be a bitch and catch me
Either way it this unit, I'm grippin's gonna get you, pimpin'

If you a killa mother fucker, your 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 song
You ridin' with a mother fucker, think I did 'em wrong

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

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