Luyện nghe bài hát Won On Won

Smokin lah, me got
Gunz, Cocoa B's

Who look like, wanna act like us?
Wanna be like, the trees like us
Wanna talk like, wanna like us
Wanna flip like get like us

Wanna act know you're black like us
Wanna flip kick shit like us
Wanna bust like you rough like us
Tek and Steele, won on won, Guns, what?

Ding, the sound of the bell
Oh shit is all you heard before you
To the canvas, all washed up my dirty drawers
And pants get, try to challenge, get

Plain and simple with bandages around temple
Easily erased out the picture like
Peeped me once, saw me again, got pistol
I put permanent fear in heart like a dimple

Son, hold my A V, let me rock this
Comin' out the closet to stop my money
Actin' like you're 'cause he ain't see me in the streets
Spit that blood out and get up on your feet

You called me, I was on some candyman shit
Wear that ass out in front your kids and bitch
Hurt you to the boards, put the ten to jaw
Walk away, parley in of Ahmed's store

We don't give a what you, tell them niggaz who sent you
Let 'em come, 'em all open wide like dentals
Heard they for cheap, think I might rent you
If you I disrespected you, good, I meant to

Nigga, I'd wish you'd talk runnin' for guns
Get your Bankhead bounce insufficient funds
Left ass out a home beggin' like
Cut off, off the floor like crumbs

I'm from N Y C I T Y, high
Lazy eye, ghetto celeb, rap guy Bed-Stuy
Splash in two lines, me no rhymes
Losin' your attention, up your time

I gets mine and breathe, bout it it like P
Too many me
Wanna flow blow hold dough like Lah
Fly seas, blow shows for BCC

But you can't be, you heard me, you soft like
You ain't money and you have no courage
Introducin', the one who gets you bugged a loosie
Same height, weight, same fight skills like Bruce Lee

Try me, ready for those who harm me
toy with me, you wanna be all you can be, join the army
I swarm like bees, plus sting too, bring
I blow 'em out hankies, nab you like cops do

For the I've been waitin' to take it to these Jafaicans
Corner eye ballin' on the moves we was makin'
Thinkin' we lost it 'cause our line was closed
Can't a hungry nigga with nothin' to live, foe

I'ma see that dough, many I know
Three car shark, white chalk and cee-lo
Yo, I think I'll this time to remind you
Not to sit by the line, test mine, stoppers won't find you

we come kickin' your door to the floor
Throw you to the wall, you our prisoner of war
Cut you too short to walks with Tattoo
Attack you your front, open you back with my scalpel
Snatch two, niggaz the crew if they got
Anythin' to do motherfuckers comin' back to avenge you

I intend to get down for my temple, a strong mental
dealin' with evils that men do
Them who to comprehend
I recommend you remember you're with men

Who'll you off in a coffin
far too often niggaz are gettin' lost and it's costin'
Body from anybody that starts
We play the takin' rappers apart

Dissect 'em they rectum to they necks
Double them make sure shit's correct then direct them
To the section, where the session's in
Where you come to get by Smif-N-Wessun

Won on won
Won on won

act like us
Wanna like, wanna look like us
Wanna walk like, wanna like
Wanna like, wanna rep like us

Wanna get clip, wanna like us
get shit, hit just like us
Wanna lah, smoke the black like us
You cant with us

Won on won
Won on won