Luyện nghe bài hát Wrektime

[Where Brooklyn repeated

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

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

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

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

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

Chorus 4x
Chorus 2x

Smif-N-Wessun and we out that...
(okay, we to rock...)