Luyện nghe bài hát Wish You Would

Look, look, look, don't play me
Look, look, look, uh, uh,

get the pistols out the trunk, let's get ready to bust things
Leave a nigga full of nothin' but guts, brains
Ain't no way, that these niggas could duck flames
My guns up for and tellin' all to Wayne

I'm runnin' with a clique that just be heavy
Plus I'm runnin' in them bricks, cook it, cut it, it
One for my daddy, Rabbit, up in Heaven
Ever since my nigga died been strapped up and ready

Come and get it, Wheezy Whee, the hottest ever
Now this fella gon' get bullets his sweater
I'm just terror or better yet, horror or
And tomorrow I'ma hit the block and your momma

Beef with me, you're swimmin' in with sharks and piranhas
Revolvers and choppers got all your partners the coppers
And for the grand finale, I might pull up in a tan
When I hop out, in my hand is a Calico sprayin' your

Don't play with me, I you would
hit your hood, then split your hood
You bet' not play with me I cock my gun
I pop my gun, better and run

Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I you would
I'ma hit your hood, then split your
Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I my gun
And I pop my gun, better and run

What is this that done got me in district? Twist it
Now everybody got dots on they like Egyptians
I'm tipsy, I've been sippin' on that Hennessey,
Then it get deeper, I start shootin' up people

creeper is who I, what I be, dog
The slide in the four five, then it blow five
In heat, dog? It's your or me, dog
On tires or feet, dog

I still be on the block sweepin' nobody is not
Got me in all black a gun in a palm
Run in his home, start shootin', hit his son in the
Dummy, it's on ain't gon' be no and stuff

'Cause when I come through the truck, I'm blastin' a pump
And a blunt me circle, wants to see if he dead
Gotta be sure cause niggas promised me a ki if he
But dog, you get it raw if you are the kid
I'll push your baby car off the bridge, uh

Bet' not play me 'cause I wish you would
I'ma hit your hood, then split hood
Niggas bet' not with me 'cause I cock my gun
I pop my gun, better hide and run

Niggas bet' not with me 'cause I wish you would
hit your hood, then split your hood
Niggas bet' not with me 'cause I cock my gun
I pop my gun, better hide and run

You catch me with bandannas and strapped T
On the back street of your block in the seat
I'ma cap three at the coward I up and see
I'ma bust the piece and his body a couple of feet

When I rush your front door, you get a few to your
Hope they dress you up nice because your Sunday
Nigga shouldn't have tough, wouldn't have got his head bust
Now your whole livin' room is full of pink and red

Now you're gated up, of that vodka and weed add it up
Fresh up, your t-shirt all tatted up
Crack in the of my kicks
Plus I got a gun on my hip and I'm the strip

I know you see me Little killaholeezy
A hundred rounds from the chopper leave 'em sleepy
You how we be smellin' weedy up in our clothes
Cutthroatin', connivin' killers but all I know, uh, uh, uh

not play with me 'cause I wish you would
I'ma hit your hood, then split your
Nigga, not play with me 'cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun, hide and run

Niggas bet' not with me boy, I wish you would
I'ma hit your hood, split your hood
Niggas not play with me 'cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun, better and run

Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I wish you
I'ma hit your hood, split your hood
Niggas bet' not play with me I cock my gun
I pop my gun, better hide and run

Niggas not play with me boy, I wish you would
I'ma hit your hood, then split hood
Niggas bet' not play me 'cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun, hide and run

Niggas bet' not play me
Look, uh, uh
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Look, look, look, look, look,