Luyện nghe bài hát I Did 'em Wrong

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If you a killa mother fucker, your anna to my door
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' with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em

If you a mother fucker, bring 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 this
You ridin' a mother fucker they think I did 'em wrong

Consequences come to who chose to fuck with Lil Wyte
Not always physical, sometimes and emotional right
I'll you in a fight and come back harder on the mic
There's an inner spiritual demon 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 did you expect, god-dammit?
As long as the beat on rollin', my pocket's gonna get swollen

I know they hate me, they let me know the first 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 both of your cars
You mad at me 'cuz I made it, I'm only havin' fun
See me on MTV yellin' out, who gives a fuck where you
You might be with your gun but look for fun in saddham
Doubt me now, I told you Wyte was drop bombs

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your 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 ridin' with a mother fucker, they I did 'em wrong

If you a killa mother fucker, your anna to my door
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' with a mother fucker, they I did 'em wrong

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

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

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

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

If you a killa mother fucker, your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I to nobody knows
If you ridin' someone you know and they turn up this song
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
up, what's up bitch, bitch, what's up, what's up ho, ho
What's up bitch, up ho, ho
up, what's up bitch, what's up ho, ho
What's up bitch, bitch, up ho, ho
up, what's up bitch, what's up ho
What's up bitch, up ho, ho