Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish

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

I'm own buddy
Caprice, 1987 cuddi'
Backyard steel methadone laboratory real
Can I keep it crystal
Chipped type 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 daddy was a man
Lynard didn't talk about moving keys of coke man
no such thing as a free bird
Billy's got that street and he's packing a nasty heater
Trailer home spot
on the center blocks
Still doing in the gravel parking lot
Gold ropes, cousins in a home
And he knows every word to every Yelawolf song,

I a motherfucka' would
Tell me that I ain't hip hop you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherfucka'
Tell me that my shit gon' flop bitch your 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 never sell you something
Unless it's that snow white we mail you something
Me, I'm straight raw with it
Be at door quick four on your jaw I got a new lick
My click a niggas who love hip hop
You fuck with Yelawolf and them niggas 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 got you twisted flow
I got the biscuit on me spit in his I'm bout to piss on homie
Who dem niggas just some Staten Island
You could call us Shaolin when niggas get
They hold you my nigga
Yelawolf, Alabama's vandal scramble, this is the true
Aye yo give 'em yo' handle

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

I appreciate it
Sling shot me in like Talledega Motor Speed Way
King shit blue rap
sodas on the kitchen rack
Chef what you these fiends gotta hit you back
Get crack
be in the cut just call me Mr. Is he back?
And you gotta call my black
I got direction, I'm a road map I'm an
I'm in awe of these hogs who on rap to ball and brag
F*ck all of
Wu-Tang's in bitch
Get a grip it
in the revival tent
Vandalist, daddies got the cannabis
Make a wish the lit
White boys follow
Mamas thirty-aught-six, hollow tips
Trash huffing glue you build a model with
In the gutter like a empty PBR is

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