Luyện nghe bài hát Won On Won

Smokin lah, me got
Gunz, Cocoa B's

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

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

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

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

Son, my A V, let me rock this nobody
Comin' out the closet tryin' to my money
Actin' like you're sweet 'cause he see me in the streets
that blood out and get back up on your feet

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

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

Nigga, I'd you'd talk about runnin' for guns
Get your Bankhead like insufficient funds
Left ass out a home beggin' bums
Cut off, swept off the floor 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' attention, takin' up your time

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

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

Try me, for those who wanna harm me
toy with me, you wanna be all you can be, join the army
I swarm like bees, plus too, bring grooves
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 that we was
Thinkin' that we lost it 'cause our line was
stop a hungry nigga with nothin' to live, foe

I'ma see dough, many hustlers I know
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, crime stoppers 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 with
Attack you from your front, you back with my scalpel
Snatch two, from the crew if they got
to do with motherfuckers comin' back to avenge you

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

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

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

Won on won
Won on won

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

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

Won on won
Won on won