Luyện nghe bài hát Won On Won

Smokin lah, me got
Smoky Gunz, B's

Who wanna like, wanna act like us?
Wanna be like, roll the like us
Wanna talk like, walk like us
flip like get ripped like us

Wanna act like know you're black us
flip like kick shit like us
Wanna like you ain't rough like us
Tek and Steele, won on won, Guns, what?

Ding, that's the sound of the
Oh shit is all you heard you fell
To the canvas, all washed up like my dirty
And get, try to challenge, get damaged

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

Son, hold my A V, let me rock nobody
Comin' out the closet tryin' to my money
like you're sweet 'cause he ain't see me in the streets
Spit that blood out and get up on your feet

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

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

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

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

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

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

Try me, ready for who wanna harm me
Don't toy with me, you wanna be all you can be, the army
I swarm like bees, sting too, bring grooves
I blow 'em out hankies, nab you like cops do

For the longest I've been to take it to these Jafaicans
Corner eye ballin' on the moves we was makin'
Thinkin' that we lost it our line was closed
stop a hungry nigga with nothin' to live, foe

I'ma see that dough, many hustlers I
Three car long shark, white and cee-lo
Yo, I think I'll take 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, makin' you our of war
Cut you too short to take walks Tattoo
Attack you from your front, open you back with my
Snatch two, from the crew if they got
Anythin' to do with motherfuckers comin' to avenge you

I intend to get down for my temple, keep a strong
When dealin' with evils men do
who fail to comprehend
I recommend you you're dealin' with men

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

Dissect 'em from they rectum to necks
Double check them make sure shit's 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

Wanna act us
Wanna like, wanna look like us
Wanna like, wanna bust like
Wanna flip like, rep like us

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

Won on won
Won on won