Luyện nghe bài hát I Did 'em Wrong

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

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

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

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

If you a killa mother fucker, bring anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they up this song
You with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

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

Wake up bitch, creepin' around the corner
You so up, you couldn't be an organ donor
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 fuckin' with the wrong one, the HCP cracker
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 fuckin'

This is the realest of the real, you feelin' it and if you don't
Extend arm and grab your remote and turn down your radio
Meanwhile, I'm gon' give it raw and write it as nasty as this 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 and the way I [Incomprehensible] succeeded
You bring it to my door or be a bitch and catch me slippin'
Either way it goes this unit, I'm grippin's get you, pimpin'

If you a killa fucker, bring your anna 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 fucker, they I did 'em wrong

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

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