Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish

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

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

I a motherfucka' would
me that I ain't hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop
I wish a would
Tell me that my shit gon' flop bitch your shit 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 youngsters
I'm never gonna sell you
Unless it's snow white we might mail you something
Me, I'm straight raw hood it
Be at your door four 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 just sincere, cut all up in the leer, listen
Yo leave 'em he brought me along
Rap, he got it I'm the crew
Flyin' trains, planes, we bout it, bout it
Yo Wolf, I think they got you twisted
I got the biscuit on me spit in his face I'm bout to on homie
Who dem niggas just some Staten 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' though

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

I appreciate it
Sling shot me in quick Talledega Motor Speed Way
King shit ribbon rap
Baking sodas on the rack
Chef what you these fiends gotta hit you back
Get crack
I'll be in the cut call me Mr. Is he back?
And you gotta call my black
I got direction, I'm a map I'm an almanac
I'm in awe of hogs who call on rap to ball and brag
F*ck all of
in 'Bama bitch
Get a handle it
in the revival tent
Vandalist, evangelist daddies got the
a wish the candles lit
White boys follow
Mamas thirty-aught-six, hollow tips
Trash huffing glue you build a airline model
In the like a empty PBR bottle 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 your shit gon' flop
I wish a motherfucka'
Tell me I ain't hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherfucker would, hell naw, I wish a would

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