Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong 4 Dat

This is WKYA, We Kickin Yo' Ass
All you motherfuckers out that want to get down with the pound
put your motherfuckin' pounds up, and start bustin' the
Am I too for this motherfucker? Turn me down a little bit
yeah yeah

Yo, first of all I'm a grown-ass man, pay my own
Stated own real, haters gon'
Direct Syndrome, mouth with tongue
You bounty hunters be on the chase for Joe
I won't slip, keep slips to my car
I'm raw like bars on bougie broads
I retrieve the money, labrador
Ray Charles can see it, and Lattisaw
You get mashed out, cause bird is peckin'
Don't be the vinyl cut to Urban Legend
I can feel where you at, when I you up
You out of town coke rhymes, oh you is up
My crew stay in the truck, can't fit in the
If you ain't happy, then get a divorce
I'ma do what I want, my time is now
Grab the whole rap game, and divide it

If I want to roll a with a seat out the back
Bitch feet out the back, system beat out the
Am I for dat? (If that's what you like)
Dawg, am I wrong for dat? (Hey, I not)
Yo yo, if I walk into the club with my on my snub
Beatin down security cause I give a fuck
Am I for dat? (Mmm mmm)
Dawg, am I wrong for (Say what)

I copped the whole box, went with Reginald
Hollow tips infrareds and clips free
And you gotta believe me, fuck bein' nervous
Far as I'm concerned they're at your funeral
What do we have Snitch in despair, shoot off his ear
Have his whole body in fear
Stormtrooper fires throwin' lashin' out
A few ashes, they analyze your remains
I live in the streets, reside the toolie
I kill you like part of my religious duty
Street sweeper thug keeper thugs under the rug
Even females who they thugs
Trigger the release of
When I'm gangsta-trippin' like the
the matter of energy, killin' 'em
Why'd you do it? Because I wasn't them!

If I through the hood, smokin' a ounce of haze (uh-huh)
with a shabby haircut, pants I wore for
Am I wrong for (I don't think so)
bitch, am I wrong for dat? (Say what)
Yo, if I want a fat chick that keep her done (uh-huh)
When they playin' my song ass spill out the
Am I for dat? (Got that big ass)
Am I for dat? (Tchk, no)

I gotta, the boogie to that bang bang pussy
To that bang to the pussy the beat,
And if yo', bitch ain't sippin' that Cristal
she might be leavin' with D, D
I got a chest, like Austin Powers
That bitch "Stan" drowned, I fucked around with her
Act like a man, stand on own two
Doc it all, fuck who it belong to