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 block full of nothin' but guts,
Ain't no way, nowhere that niggas could duck flames
My guns up for and all to suck Wayne

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

Come and get it, it's Wheezy Whee, the hottest
Now this fella gon' get inside his sweater
I'm terror or better yet, horror or drama
And tomorrow I'ma hit the and barrow your momma

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

Don't play me, I wish you would
I'ma hit hood, then split your hood
You bet' not play me 'cause I cock my gun
I pop my gun, hide and run

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

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

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

I still be on the block sweepin' is not sleepin'
Got me in all black a gun in a palm
Run in his home, start shootin', hit his son in the
Dummy, on ain't gon' be no relaxin' and stuff

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

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

Niggas bet' not play with me I wish you would
I'ma hit your hood, then split hood
Niggas not play 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 in the back seat
I'ma cap three at the coward I up and see
I'ma bust the piece and knock his body a couple of

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

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

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

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

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

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