Luyện nghe bài hát Wrektime

[Where at?] repeated

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

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

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

Two: 2x
Puff mad lye / [Catch wreck with my
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: It's goin' down. [Steele: The deal has been set and ready]
Strap up the 'cause it's time to be jetty.
[Ya violated when you crossed that thin line.]
Tresspassed in Bucktown and now all mine.
[Here batty One move and you're dead.
[Got my glocks cocked and they're pointed at head]
Your operation's DEAD AND STINKIN', TIED DOWN BRICKS AND
RIVER SINKIN'.
Got my on and my Timb boots, troop.
your whole bottom row of fronts out, Dupe]
Ya best protect your frame you tow out it, G.
[I'm halfway sane, what the Lord tells me]
But I to disregard fuzz [smoke buzz]
And in the Camp with the rest of the THUGS, 'cause
[I am, I am, and I do what I do]
Puff mad lye, catch wreck my crew.

One: 4x
Chorus 2x

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