Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Done Fucked Up

Yeah, one, two, one, two, Big M E F
The from Vietnam, fresh out of rehab, yo
On my way the w***spot, what's
What's hood? Staten Island
Big up to my man Magic down in MIA, up cuzo?

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot and butter
Come and get it, somebody done up, now
Meth spit it, I with it, quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick, somebody f**ked up, now

Y'all did it, done stepped in it, now run and tell them
N***** who the realest, somebody f**ked up, now
Can you dig it, never stop the kid up in the fitted?
Live with it, done f**ked up

Look, I'm cutting corners on these clowns, m******** and
Found with Island n***** that run up on you with rounds
Take a drag, pass it around, who back in your town
And the crowd vict' Officer Brown patting him down

thick, thick as harmony grits, 'cause with some thugs
Ain't no, harmony bitch, n*****probably snitch
Y'all be the judge, look what to Cocheese
What happens when your co-d's is talking to police, you

Half a cig, let me f*** with ya wig, although you the style
They're a pedophile could f*** with the kid
Now that I'm back up on my, feet, take it to the streets
In the GM with your BM in the passenger

Riding hood, by my hood, no hike in the wood
Life is good, it's so good, live it if I could
Man, it's me, once again that Wu-Tang
Crushing the s*** that you bring, you how we do things

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot peas and
and get it, somebody done f**ked up, now
Meth spit it, I comes it, quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick, somebody f**ked up, now

Y'all done did it, stepped in it, now run and tell them
N***** who the realest, somebody f**ked up, now
Can you dig it, you'll never the kid up in the fitted?
Live it, somebody done f**ked up

Yo, pulling my up, scuffing my Timbs, back to when?
Puffing again, who stunting, cops f**ked* with
the blow, goose bumping the skin, and on the scale
Of nothing to ten, a ten, man, it's to him

See you can tell by how I'm clutching my pen Mae Weather
her chin, she stunting, going up in her friend
Tell the label give me something to spin and light got a price
You want a slice but we ain't you in

Man, these fiends know my work, held a monkey
Until they back hurt, talking, wonder what that's worth
And MCF, mean Cash First s***, the kid
On the beach in Hawaii, minus the skirt

Blast first, ask last
Black herse, n****, stretch yo a**, y'all what this is
It's New Yitty, this just a fad
It's M E F, and I ain't Biggie, but I'm as Bad, Boy

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot peas and
Come and get it, done f**ked up, now
Meth spit it, I comes with it, quick to these critics
Eat a didick, somebody f**ked up, now

Y'all done did it, stepped in it, now run and tell them
N***** who the realest, somebody f**ked up, now
Can you dig it, you'll stop the kid up in the fitted?
Live with it, somebody f**ked up

Yeah, Big M-E-F, Staten Island Advance,
Word up, don't ever count me out, count me the f*** in
I'll be for more