Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish

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

I'm Alabama's own
Flinstone Caprice, cuddi'
Backyard steel methadone laboratory real
Can I keep it crystal
Chipped tooth of people
pigs who wanna see you killed type of evil
flags, I see 'em
In a truck with the down
Why is he Beanie Siegel?
"Cause his daddy was a man
Lynard Skynard didn't about moving keys of coke man
Ain't no such as a free bird
Billy's got that street and he's packing a nasty heater
home trap spot
Chevys on the blocks
doing donuts in the gravel parking lot
Gold ropes, in a group home
And he every word to every Yelawolf song, bitch

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 a motherfucka' would
Tell me that I ain't hip hop you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherfucker would, hell naw, I wish a would

Now let me tell you something
I'm never sell you something
Unless it's that snow white we might you something
Me, I'm raw hood with it
Be at your door four on your jaw I got a new lick
My click a murderer niggas who hip hop
You fuck Yelawolf and them niggas your head goin' pop
I'm sincere, fresh cut all up in the leer, listen
Yo leave 'em alone he brought me
Rap, he got it I'm the crew
Flyin' trains, planes, we bout it, bout it
Yo Wolf, I think they got you flow
I got the biscuit on me in his face I'm bout to piss on homie
Who dem niggas just Staten Island niggas
You could call us when niggas get drunk
hold you down my nigga
Yelawolf, Alabama's vandal scramble, this is the ramble
Aye yo give 'em yo' handle

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

I appreciate it
Sling shot me in quick like Motor Speed Way
shit blue ribbon rap
Baking sodas on the rack
Chef what you need these fiends gotta hit you
Get busy
I'll be in the cut just 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 and brag
all of that
Wu-Tang's in bitch
Get a grip it
Yelas in the tent
Vandalist, evangelist got the cannabis
Make a wish the lit
White follow this
Mamas thirty-aught-six, Long-range hollow
Trash huffing you build a airline model with
In the like a empty PBR bottle is

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

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