Luyện nghe bài hát Son Get Wrec

* corrections to the typist

(Verse)
This is a warning I advise you all to stay
Yo Reals grab the cause it's time to go to work
Ask Dee, the rhythm, I hit 'me, then I just split 'em
Besta that's the way you should've did him
Backing niggaz with the heat, feel the flame
Ripping through flesh, can you handle the pain
I don't give a fuck, I never did, I never
A little Crooklyn knight nigga with the skill to
Which to the point I will the trey pound
Nobody makes a move, nobody a sound
Catch mad wreck, hell with my crew
Chilling in the as I sip on a brew
Drugs no frills cause the is the master
An individual who blows up I have to
Bust mad shots, it's time for me to
Whoever doesn't like it we can take it to the

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SON GET
SON GET
time for you to represent

(Verse)
I'm a grave digging nigga that can hold his own
They tried to flex on the five now they lives is at
They didn't think I had enough to set off the spark
I'm a shorty getting naughty getting after dark
My are bloodshot red
All the hell I has set the stage in my kingdom
And not your rule in state, the war as begun
I'm just blow, so pass the hand grenade
It's time to let you know my freaks do deeds,
Plus they will, slugs through your grill
The pain you will feel, rippin', wrecking, causing mad
You acted like you want it, now you crippled your momma

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SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
It's time for you to

(Verse)
Spread your wind and prepare to meet maker
Fucking the five, I'm like the average night taker
Deaths in the street, in the known as Brooklyn
niggaz lose they life and they get their shit tooken
Guilters run it all, don't even try to
Shoved down his throat was the 5th
Shoot out his brains, them on the dinner table
Went home, got the urge to watch a little
Just lay your back, and think about the things I do
on my timberlands, grabbed my crooked eye brew
Well my man Due, told me to met him at the
Cause things is hot, too many bodies in the lot
Just the other day raped a girl in the exit
Put her in the dorm, now she three months
Damn it's so real in the heart of buck
He'd better think he dare to fuck around

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SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
It's time for you to