Luyện nghe bài hát Whatchallwannado

[mr.
Jus anotha day, chiffin hay, in north
jus called me up, now I'm about to hit tha shower
Took me bout an hour, and now I'm creased down in my
I'm makin these niggaz hate today, by wearin a crooked
Watch out for tha hoe, and leavin you bitches in tha mist
And if you niggaz don't trip on me, then I wont yo shit
Plus my be tha ruffest, not sayin we tha toughest
But niggaz, been known to come out wit tha ruckus
you who say fuck us, and all y'all niggaz who be hatin'
Cappin, you can't fade me, runnin up on me daily
But baby, mo' complicated, than you can see
Words lose all meanin', when niggaz see niggaz
So don't you think that you can get outta this
So bitch, to get me to point, you must really got me pissed
I'm and dismember, choppin down nigga timber
Kodac moment remember, this crooked a rippla

Chorus

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

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

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I quick to cause a tragedy, fuckin wit my faculty
Bullets sprayed rapidly, now died from my fatality
those who try to battle me, this rap shit is a mastery
Bomb viciously, leavin tha whole scene of catastrophes
Hollow my calvary, I feel danger in tha mist
Now I'm pissed, wit a clutched
they ashton and my 45th
No mo lift, in these shady in fleets
We be deadlier than a blunt dipped in phaldahyde and morphine
Sparklin' clean up through tha
at yo weak feet, they notice me
Due to my unique style of texas
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 wit bombs
Turnin' yo average house party, into a modern day
Run up if you want some, we clash titans
Aint no collaboration than stoneycrook and I come

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