Luyện nghe bài hát Who Shot Me?

YG]
Who me?
who shot me?
I know
Who me?
who shot me?

1: YG]
I'm like
Did the set me up?
Cause we ain't been talking much
I know that sounds
My thoughts dark as
Like the of the pistol I saw when he sparked it up
was mad as fuck when I walked out the hospital
Stupid ass
Thinking they was going to stop
Had my mad
My momma sad, my sister bad
My lil bro mad
got to pay for that
My prayers work
Cause it could've got
I'm talking on the shirt
the shots went off I thought the spot was deserted
But nah everybody in the spot was nervous
I don't that
Nah i like that we can't go right back
So many ready to go
We can go war Iraq
They the code to my gate
was awkward
Answer I got a million dollars

YG]
Who me?
Motherfucker who me?
I know
Who me?
who shot me?
Motherfucker who me?
I know
Who me?
Who me?

2: YG]
Maybe it cuz I fucked Jamal
And I if he found out
Her scary ass was gon him about my hideout
Yeah they really came to the front
But we had [?] [?] in this night out
Or maybe it was the that I socked out
he hit me first I shoulda been knocked out
All these maybe maybe maybe's
I'm about to say fuck it and start squeezing aiming
I got trust if I don't fuck with dude
My body language gon him I don't fuck with you
I sleep at night this shit unbomftable
nightmares of me coming for dude
Having a time putting together two and two
They was in a brand new
Somebody sent them
They knew the code to my gate that was
this I got a million dollars...

YG]
Who me?
who shot me?
I don't who shot me
Who me?
Motherfucker who me?
who shot me?
I don't know who me
Who me?

Staring out the
Smoking on this
Cuz I know who did it
But I this
Bullets don't just go where the blows
And it always comes up close
But they can't me tho

YG]
Niggas do no damage though
Nigga bounced up that hospital
same night, walked that shit off
Like a gangsta is posed to
me
Like my mama asked nigga
"Boy what's wrong with you"
Motherfucker shot me, nah
None of these motherfuckers can me, nah mama
Just got to walk it off
Who me?
all the wicked shit I did
I knew Karma was gon up with a nigga
(Hey nigga you doing?)
Damn, I ain't know it was gon' happen like
(Nigga watch out, nigga you ain't in here)
nigga really tried to set me up
I know shit get wicked in the street
I said "You never know when it might brack off"
But I guess God has other plans for me
Cause shit ain't stop me