Luyện nghe bài hát Whatchallwannado

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

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Whatchallwannado? if you trip, then we bomb
Pull out tha guns first, chiff I lungs hurt
I know bombin', but tha rippla bomb worse
Look at us come first, 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
tyson a hard hitta, toe tag deala
A brain spilla, body chilla, mind thrilla, fuck it,
On tha grind for my scrilla, rhymin' hard, strong
Chiffin up in my long, still my whole bag gon
I long, for doin wrong, cause wit my crooks, man it's on
a nigga dome blown, or up shit creek, all alone
For bumpin his grill, he thought he was go cheat one, 4 real
Now he killed, 6 he feel, surrounded by mob skillz
Crooked is as does, like crooked thugs
And crooked hugs and crooked and crooked luv
It ain't enuff, until I whip it out my holsta
Cocked back to roast ya, on every wanted poster
Stayin' high like a vulture, inflictin' from smoke
crooked soljaz smokin, let tha coroner dispose ya

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I been quick to cause a tragedy, fuckin wit my
Bullets sprayed rapidly, now they died from my
Fuck those who try to battle me, this rap is a mastery
Bomb viciously, leavin tha whole full of catastrophes
Hollow my calvary, I feel danger in tha mist
Now I'm pissed, wit a fist
Around they ashton and my
No mo lift, in these niggaz in fleets
We be than a weed blunt dipped in phaldahyde and morphine
Sparklin' up through tha industry
Lyrics at yo weak feet, they me
Due to my unique style of texas
Blowin these, wack mc's, who refuse to our props
Platinum hitz tha stoneycrook click, til we all sittin on top
When tha rippla drop, best we comin 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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