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 nine cause it's time to go to
Ask Dee, rest the rhythm, I hit 'me, then I split 'em
Besta that's the way you should've did him
Backing down with the heat, feel the flame
Ripping through your flesh, can you handle the
I don't give a fuck, I did, I never will
A little Crooklyn knight nigga the skill to kill
to the point I will extend the trey pound
Nobody makes a move, makes a sound
Catch mad wreck, raise with my crew
Chilling in the east as I sip on a
Drugs no frills the dutch is the master
An individual who blows up because I to
Bust mad shots, time for me to misbehave
Whoever doesn't it we can take it to the grave

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
time for you to represent

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

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
time for you to represent

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

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
time for you to represent