Luyện nghe bài hát Wrektime

[Where Brooklyn repeated

You're too to fight, plus you're too thin to win,
and who ya gonna call when I your glass chin?
Rippa, slicker 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 joint cocked, my hand's off my hip.
This little pumped the lead, that ass fled,
three of your boys wounded, of your men dead.
to hop to Iron (hillyyyy), back to my (spillyyyyyyy),
Flat Foot deep like (hillbillyyyyy).
Can't hear the sirens, block '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 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 represent the heads,
the dreads on the scene, now all the bumbaclot talk dead.
I the fence of stress and tension,
hit the Benz then hit the spliff with my
and catch mad wreck with my man Tek] I am I am
[That's why my fans show when I slam sets.
I front for you, your crew, even a stunt,
roll up the blunts, 'cause niggas do what they want.
Big up to all criminaaaals, the ill politicaaaal,
and all Camp Generaaaals.
I be gettin' charged with my squad on the project
and you'll regret my mob flex.
Glam to the man that sham I hit 'em with tricks or 4-5-6 when I'm gamblin.
your trap then add it to my fat stacks,
chill, be back, right now I'm out to smoke the next sack.]

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

Tek: goin' down. [Steele: The deal has been set and it's ready]
Strap up the arms 'cause 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 cocked and they're pointed at your head]
Your operation's DEAD AND STINKIN', DOWN WITH BRICKS AND
RIVER SINKIN'.
Got my hoodie on and my boots, troop.
[Kick your whole row of fronts out, Dupe]
Ya best protect 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 Camp with the of the THUGS, 'cause
[I am, I am, and I do what I do]
mad lye, catch wreck with my crew.

Chorus 4x
Chorus 2x

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