Luyện nghe bài hát Whatchallwannado

[mr.
Jus day, chiffin hay, in north dallas
C-pone jus called me up, now I'm about to hit tha
Took me an hour, and now I'm creased down in my polo
I'm these niggaz hate today, by wearin a crooked logo
Watch out for tha blow hoe, and you bitches in tha mist
And if you niggaz trip on me, then I wont bust yo shit
Plus my click be tha ruffest, not we tha toughest
But stoneycrook niggaz, been known to out wit tha ruckus
Fuck you who say fuck us, and all niggaz who be hatin'
Cappin, cause you can't fade me, runnin up on me
But baby, it's mo' complicated, you can see
Words lose all meanin', when see niggaz gleamin'
So don't you even that you can get outta this
So bitch, to get me to this point, you really got me pissed
I'm and dismember, choppin down nigga timber
Kodac remember, this crooked nigga a rippla

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Whatchallwannado? if you trip, then we first
Pull out tha first, chiff until I lungs hurt
I know bombin', but tha rippla finna worse
Look at us first, best believe be bomb worse

[mr.
to tha wild, wild west, tha southside, it's me, a killa
Fuck billy tha kid nigga, it's lucci tha wig
Like tyson a hitta, toe tag deala
A brain spilla, chilla, mind thrilla, fuck it, killa
On tha grind for my scrilla, rhymin' hard, strong
Chiffin smoke up in my long, my whole bag gon
I live long, for doin wrong, wit my crooks, man it's on
a nigga dome blown, or up shit creek, all alone
For bumpin his grill, he must he was go cheat one, 4 real
Now he killed, 6 feet he feel, surrounded by mob
Crooked is as crooked does, like thugs
And crooked hugs and crooked and crooked luv
It ain't enuff, until I whip it out my holsta
Cocked back ready to roast ya, on every poster
Stayin' high like a vulture, inflictin' from smoke
Those crooked smokin, let tha coroner dispose ya

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I quick to cause a tragedy, fuckin wit my faculty
Bullets sprayed rapidly, now died from my fatality
Fuck those who try to battle me, this rap shit is a
Bomb viciously, leavin tha whole scene of catastrophes
my calvary, when I feel danger in tha mist
Now I'm pissed, wit a fist
Around they and my 45th
No mo lift, in shady niggaz in fleets
We be than a weed blunt dipped in phaldahyde and morphine
Sparklin' clean up tha industry
Lyrics at yo feet, they notice me
Due to my unique style of poetry
Blowin these, mc's, who refuse to give our props
Platinum hitz from tha click, til we all sittin on top
When tha rippla drop, best believe we comin wit
Turnin' yo average party, into a modern day vietnam
Run up if you some, we clash like titans
Aint no collaboration than stoneycrook and I come

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