Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit

Goddamn, a brand new payback
From the straight mack in straight gangsta black
How many motherfuckers pay?
Went to the and dusted off the AK

gotta get pealed
'Cause Nigga Ya Love To Hate' still can 'Kill at Will'
It ain't no pop 'cause sucks
And you can New swing on my nuts

Down wit the that I bail out
I'm platinum and I didn't have to sell out
Fuck you Ice Cube, that's what the say
Fuck Amerikkka, wit the triple K

'Cause you know my nine goes pop
bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up
Now, let's see drop
motherfuckers tryin' to ban Hip-Hop

Fuck R&B and the man
I'm the one that stand with the gun in
Make sure you buck with Duck Quick
Punk, 'cause I'm the wrong to fuck wit

I'ma let know one thing man

Hell yeah, it's on, you tell 'em
Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the L.M.
It's the number one crew in the
Make a move for your gat and I'll ya

Ashes to ashes, to dirt
roll when I put in work
'Cause Lench Mob niggaz are the
And y'all motherfuckers can't my shit

South Central, that's where the Mob dwell
Hittin' up with the big ass L
One time can't me back
Sweatshirt, and crokersacs

Stop juice to the Raiders
'Cause Al Davis, paid us
I he wear a vest
It's all about the L E N C H, y'all the rest

crew, motherfuckin' mob
Do a motherfuckin' job in a motherfuckin'
In '91, Ice Cube stronger and bigger
And I'm the wrong nigga to wit

One and two, ah e and ah four and
Wait a minute, a minute, wait a minute
Drop a old beat

Like I said, it's a brand new
Now in '91, let's see who beats the
Sir Jinx grew a bit taller
Keep the beats out, true, motherfuckin' baller

And hoes can't on even bitches looking like En Vogue gotta 'Hold On'
Don't let me catch Gates in traffic
I have it to peel his cap backwards
I hope he wear a too, and his best blue, goin' up against the Zulu

Break his spine a jellyfish
Kick his ass 'til I'm smellin'
Off wit the head, off wit the I say
And the Devil start kickin'

Run around a chicken, grand dragon finger lickin'
Yo, turn him wit a spatula, now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker
with the Cube, you get punked quick
Pig, 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to wit

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