Luyện nghe bài hát Wrektime

[Where at?] repeated

You're too light to fight, plus too thin to win,
and who ya call when I break your glass chin?
Mista Rippa, slicker than sista.
down the lights, she got hit by the Vicksta.
Keep a lid on lip so your wig won't get split.
Better have joint cocked, my hand's comin' off my hip.
This little pumped the lead, that ass fled,
three of your boys wounded, three of men dead.
Time to hop to Iron (hillyyyy), to my (spillyyyyyyy),
Flat Foot comin' deep (hillbillyyyyy).
Can't hear the sirens, gotta 'em out my mind,
I get away so I can do more crime.
See my brethrens down the block, risin' up out spot,
puffin' meth in the where the spot is hot.
My ease tension by stompin' next when I'm vexed,
throw up dick-beaters, kid, it's time to flex.

One: 4x
[I am what I am] / And I do I do
[Puff mad lye] / Catch with my crew

[Sent to represent the heads,
the on the scene, now all the bumbaclot talk must dead.
I walk the fence of and tension,
hit the Benz then hit the with my friends
and mad wreck with my man Tek] I am what I am
[That's why my fans show respect I slam sets.
I don't for you, your crew, even a stunt,
up the blunts, 'cause real niggas do what they want.
Big up to all criminaaaals, the ill politicaaaal,
and all Camp Generaaaals.
I be gettin' charged with my on the project step
and you'll when my mob flex.
to the man that sham when I hit 'em with tricks or 4-5-6 when I'm gamblin.
Collect your trap add it to my fat stacks,
chill, I'll be back, right now I'm out to the next sack.]

Chorus 2x
Puff mad lye / [Catch with my crew]
Puff mad lye / [Catch wreck with my
Puff mad lye / wreck with my crew]
I am I am / [And I do what I do]

Tek: It's goin' down. The deal has been set and it's ready]
up the arms 'cause it's time to be jetty.
[Ya niggas when you crossed that thin line.]
Tresspassed in and now you're all mine.
[Here batty booooyyyy] One move and dead.
my glocks cocked and they're pointed at your head]
Your operation's DEAD AND STINKIN', TIED DOWN WITH AND
RIVER SINKIN'.
Got my on and my Timb boots, troop.
[Kick your whole row of fronts out, Dupe]
Ya protect your frame before you tow out it, G.
[I'm halfway sane, that's the Lord tells me]
But I chose to disregard fuzz [smoke
And lamp in the Camp with the rest of the THUGS,
[I am, I am, and I do what I do]
Puff mad lye, catch wreck my crew.

One: 4x
Chorus 2x

Smif-N-Wessun and we out that...
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