Luyện nghe bài hát Won On Won

Smokin lah, me got
Smoky Gunz, B's

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

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

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

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

Son, hold my A V, let me this nobody
Comin' out the tryin' to stop 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 candyman
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 about you, tell them niggaz who sent you
Let 'em come, have 'em all open like dentals
they work for cheap, think I might rent you
If you feel I you, good, I meant to

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

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

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

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

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

For the longest I've been waitin' to take it to these
eye ballin' on the moves that 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
car long shark, white chalk and cee-lo
Yo, I think I'll take this to remind you
Not to sit by the line, test mine, crime stoppers find you

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

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

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

Dissect 'em from they rectum to necks
check them make sure shit's correct then direct them
To the section, where the in progression
Where you come to get blessed by

Won on won
Won on won

Wanna act us
Wanna talk like, wanna like us
walk like, wanna bust 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 fuck us

Won on won
Won on won