Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish (FeatRaekwon)

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

I'm own buddy
Flinstone Caprice, cuddi'
Backyard steel methadone laboratory real
Can I it crystal clear?
Chipped tooth of people
Illiterate pigs who wanna see you type of evil
flags, I see 'em
In a truck the windows down
Why is he playing Beanie
"Cause his daddy was a man
Skynard didn't talk about moving keys of coke man
Ain't no such as a free bird
Billy's got that work and he's packing a nasty heater
Trailer home trap
Chevys on the blocks
doing donuts in the gravel parking lot
Gold ropes, cousins in a group
And he every word to every 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 gon' flop bitch your shit gon' flop
I a motherfucka' would
Tell me that I ain't hip hop bitch you hip hop
I wish a motherfucker would, hell naw, I a motherfucker would

Now let me you something youngsters
I'm gonna sell you something
Unless it's that white we might 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 just sincere, fresh cut all up in the leer,
Yo leave 'em he brought me along
Rap, he got it I'm the crew
Flyin' trains, planes, automobiles we 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 piss on
Who dem niggas just Staten Island niggas
You could call us Shaolin when get drunk
They hold you my nigga
Yelawolf, Alabama's vandal scramble, this is the true
Aye yo give 'em yo' though

I a motherfucka' would
Tell me I ain't hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherfucka'
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 appreciate it
Sling shot me in quick like Motor Speed Way
King shit blue rap
Baking sodas on the rack
Chef you need these fiends gotta hit you back
Get busy
I'll be in the cut call me Mr. Is he back?
And you don't gotta call my
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
F*ck all of
in 'Bama bitch
Get a grip it
in the revival tent
Vandalist, evangelist daddies got the
Make a the candles lit
boys follow this
Mamas thirty-aught-six, Long-range tips
Trash huffing you build a airline model with
In the gutter 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 bitch your shit flop
I wish a motherfucka'
me that 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 wish a would
I wish a would
I a motherfucka' would
I wish a would
I a motherfucka' would