Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish

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

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

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

Now let me tell you something
I'm gonna sell you something
Unless it's that snow white we might you something
Me, I'm straight raw with it
Be at your door quick four on your jaw I got a new
My click a murderer who love hip hop
You fuck with and them niggas your head goin' pop
I'm just sincere, cut all up in the leer, listen
Yo leave 'em he brought me along
Rap, he got it I'm the crew
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 just some Staten Island niggas
You could call us Shaolin when niggas get
They hold you my nigga
Yelawolf, Alabama's scramble, this is the true ramble
Aye yo 'em yo' handle though

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

I appreciate it
Sling shot me in quick like Talledega Motor Way
shit blue ribbon rap
Baking on the kitchen rack
Chef what you need these fiends gotta hit you
Get crack
I'll be in the cut call me Mr. Is he back?
And you don't gotta my black
I got direction, I'm a map I'm an almanac
I'm in awe of these hogs who call on rap to and brag
all of that
Wu-Tang's in bitch
Get a handle it
Yelas in the tent
Vandalist, evangelist daddies got the
Make a the candles lit
White follow this
Mamas thirty-aught-six, Long-range tips
huffing glue you build a airline model with
In the gutter like a empty PBR is

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

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