Luyện nghe bài hát Whatchallwannado

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

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Whatchallwannado? if you trip, we bomb first
out tha guns first, chiff until I lungs hurt
I know bombin', but tha finna 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
Like a hard hitta, toe tag deala
A spilla, body chilla, mind thrilla, fuck it, killa
On tha grind for my scrilla, rhymin' hard, workin
Chiffin up in my long, still my whole bag gon
I live long, for doin wrong, cause wit my crooks, man on
Leave a 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 he feel, surrounded by mob skillz
is as crooked does, like crooked thugs
And hugs and crooked slugs and crooked luv
It neva enuff, until I whip it out my holsta
Cocked back to roast ya, on every wanted poster
high like a vulture, inflictin' pain from smoke
Those crooked smokin, let tha coroner dispose ya

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

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