Luyện nghe bài hát Wrektime

[Where Brooklyn repeated

You're too light to fight, you're too thin to win,
and who ya gonna call when I your glass chin?
Mista Rippa, slicker than sista.
down the lights, she got hit by the Vicksta.
Keep a lid on your lip so wig won't get split.
Better have your joint cocked, my comin' off my hip.
little nigga pumped the lead, that ass fled,
three of boys wounded, three of your men dead.
Time to hop to Iron (hillyyyy), to my (spillyyyyyyy),
Flat Foot comin' like (hillbillyyyyy).
Can't hear the sirens, gotta 'em out my mind,
I gotta get so I can do more crime.
See my brethrens 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, time to flex.

Chorus 4x
[I am what I am] / And I do I do
[Puff mad lye] / Catch wreck with my

[Sent to the real heads,
the on the scene, now all the bumbaclot talk must dead.
I the fence of stress and tension,
hit the Benz then hit the spliff my friends
and catch mad with my man Tek] I am what I am
[That's why my fans respect when I slam sets.
I front for you, your crew, even a stunt,
roll up the blunts, real niggas do what they want.
Big up to all criminaaaals, the ill politicaaaal,
and all Boot Generaaaals.
I be charged with my squad on the project step
and regret when my mob flex.
Glam to the man that 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
mad lye / [Catch wreck with my crew]
Puff mad lye / wreck with my crew]
Puff mad lye / [Catch wreck with my
I am what I am / I do what I do]

Tek: It's goin' down. [Steele: The deal has been set and ready]
Strap up the arms 'cause time to be jetty.
[Ya niggas violated when you that thin line.]
Tresspassed in Bucktown and now all mine.
[Here batty booooyyyy] One move and dead.
[Got my glocks and they're pointed at your head]
Your operation's DEAD AND STINKIN', TIED DOWN BRICKS AND
RIVER SINKIN'.
Got my hoodie on and my boots, troop.
[Kick whole bottom row of fronts out, Dupe]
Ya protect your frame before you tow out it, G.
halfway sane, that's what the Lord tells me]
But I to disregard fuzz [smoke buzz]
And lamp in the Camp 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

and we out like that...
(okay, we to rock...)