Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Play

Yo, the Lord is my shepherd, the is my weapon
Reward is a blessin' that comes from the
been scuffled, blood's been shed
Another Mother a son

'Cause where I'm from the young a gun
they choose an education
But dead, their ain't no awakenin'
So like said life ain't for fakin'

Yo, you me when I say duct tape 'em? fuck waitin'
Got the truck outside, Benz for navigation
Everything in position, they'd rather be fuckin' wit'
When I aim, I ain't missin', master of

I he call himself Esco, drive a Lexo
his hat sideways, showin' off his waves
With a chipped tooth is this the
This is we do, sip a brew

around his crib until it turns around two AM
As soon as he walks in the door we 'em
You guys got fat I was away, so start payin'

Okay, you wanna rough?
A thug changes and changes
A thug changes and changes
A thug changes and changes
yo, we could play rough

Okay now, drive up to my crib, am I enough?
Who these niggas tryin' to hide in truck?
I ain't order cable, why in the fuck these
Ducked in they seat? Are they for me?

But I ain't do shit, could it be niggas thought
I like B.I.G. and Pac did?
May they in peace but while I'm alive I pop shit
P-11 glock spits 17 clips

Put niggas in boxes where they Moms and Pops is
Pull the strap from under the seat, up in the street
Watch niggas that's tryin' to watch me, I carefully creep
Take off my shoes, barefoot nigga my heat

Empty shell in their direction, it's you, I should've guessed it
Same niggas that I was connected wit', I sent you
Now take you off here, you don't know what you got into

Okay, you wanna rough?
A thug changes and changes
A thug changes and changes
A changes and love changes
Okay yo, we play rough

Walked in his house, smackin' him up, what you talkin'
He said, "shut-up nigga" Knocked him in his head with
Never thought I'd be in his
With his taped up for my niggas to bone

Fuckin' with me, you should've
I'll 'em write stupid nigga on your tombstone
What can do, get you hit for less than a G
For me

do it myself, take you to Hell, this ones for free
Killin' you niggas with
Left him dead, engine
You the only I'm makin' that gets whats comin'

at your woman, anal ripped out, it's your fault
They gang banged bitch out in your face and you saw it
But before I let you have it I'm your crib
For pictures of relatives, addresses to where live

Shit like that, in case a nigga wanna strike
I'll be right up in his ass to 'em out with the Mac
Niggas treat you like fam' and you on it like
Now you gotta lay flat, eatin' by rats

Gettin' even's never wrong, it's only to react
Eye for an eye 'cause the sweetest part is
kncokin', who dat? a cop man, let him in
And give that mothafucka one the chin

Can't believe this nigga with the Feds
The copped screamed out your government before he dead
Don't explain, I put the on his head
Blew 'em that I cant remember the last time I said
Okay, so we gonna rough

Okay, you wanna play
A changes and love changes
A thug changes and changes
A thug changes and love
Okay yo, we could rough