Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish

Chill chill chill, let 'em man
You know it do man
sit back, relax
Yelawolf up
Raekwon in the

I'm own buddy
Flinstone Caprice, cuddi'
Backyard moonshine steel methadone laboratory
Can I keep it clear?
tooth type of people
Illiterate pigs who wanna see you killed of evil
flags, I see 'em
In a truck with the down
Why is he playing Beanie
"Cause his was a dope man
Lynard Skynard didn't talk moving keys of coke man
no such thing as a free bird
Billy's got that street and he's packing a nasty heater
home trap spot
Chevys on the center
Still doing in the gravel parking lot
Gold ropes, cousins in a home
And he every word to every Yelawolf song, bitch

I wish a would
Tell me that I ain't hip hop you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherfucka'
Tell me that my gon' flop bitch your shit gon' flop
I a motherfucka' would
Tell me I ain't hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherfucker would, naw, I wish a motherfucker would

Now let me tell you youngsters
I'm gonna sell you something
Unless it's snow white we might mail you something
Me, I'm straight raw hood it
Be at your door quick on your jaw I got a new lick
My click a niggas who love hip hop
You fuck with and them niggas your head goin' pop
I'm sincere, fresh cut all up in the leer, listen
Yo 'em alone he brought me along
Rap, he got it I'm the pilot
trains, planes, automobiles we bout it, bout it
Yo Wolf, I think they got you flow
I got the on me spit in his face I'm bout to piss on homie
Who dem niggas just some Staten Island
You could call us Shaolin niggas get drunk
hold you down my nigga
Yelawolf, Alabama's vandal scramble, this is the ramble
Aye yo give 'em yo' handle

I wish a would
Tell me that I hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop
I a motherfucka' would
Tell me my shit gon' flop bitch your shit gon' flop
I wish a would
me that I ain't hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherfucker would, hell naw, I wish a motherfucker

I appreciate it
Sling shot me in quick like Motor Speed Way
King shit ribbon rap
Baking sodas on the kitchen
Chef what you these fiends gotta hit you back
Get busy
be in the cut just call me Mr. Is he back?
And you don't call my black
I got direction, I'm a road map I'm an
I'm in awe of these hogs who call on rap to ball and
all of that
Wu-Tang's in bitch
Get a handle it
Yelas in the tent
Vandalist, evangelist daddies got the
Make a wish the lit
boys follow this
Mamas thirty-aught-six, Long-range hollow
Trash huffing glue you build a airline with
In the like a empty PBR bottle is

I wish a would
me that I ain't hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherfucka'
Tell me that my shit gon' flop bitch your shit flop
I wish a would
Tell me that I ain't hip hop you ain't hip hop
I wish a would, hell naw, I wish a motherfucker would

I wish a would
I wish a would
I wish a motherfucka'
I a motherfucka' would
I a motherfucka' would
I a motherfucka' would