Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Done Fucked Up

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

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

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

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

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

Half a cig, let me f*** with ya wig, you loving the style
They're ain't a pedophile could with the kid
Now I'm back up on my, feet, take it back to the streets
In the GM with your BM in the passenger

Riding hood, by my hood, ain't no hike in the
Life is good, it's so good, live it twice if I
Man, it's me, again it's that Wu-Tang
Crushing the s*** that you bring, you how we do things

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

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

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

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

Man, these fiends know my past work, a monkey
they back hurt, money talking, wonder what that's worth
And MCF, mean Cash s***, picture the kid
On the in Hawaii, minus the grass skirt

first, ask questions last
Black herse, n****, yo a**, y'all n*****know what this is
It's New Yitty, this ain't 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 and butter
Come and get it, somebody f**ked up, now
Meth spit it, I with it, quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick, done f**ked up, now

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

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