Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong One

Let's get shit out to the forefront
Better not behind the store front
You motherfuckers picked the one
Big mistake, I you niggas made the wrong one
These niggas talking burners like we don't own those
this fully automatic, that's soul drums
You motherfuckers picked the one
Big mistake, I think you niggas the wrong one

say if money didn't change you, you ain't make enough
They say if you ain't to bust then never say it's tough
Got a black bitch a body, name her Nina Skill
do the back and forth racket, but Serena will
There's some couple I'mma share with you two
Know, niggas gon' hate you for you do
To let it off you gon' a right hand and the right wrist
And using the beam mean there was a chance that you might
A wanna send me a message, have it delivered to me
Ticket on the coupe, sheriff ain't give it to me
They me killed, I'm ready for it
Means I've my will, so I'm ready for it
But I'm real so be for it
[?] is a
Camouflage and the cameras, some batteries, we doors
We ain't at all
I flew but my mans in the accord
That's tha plan moving
Til' I learn to get these on board, dawg?

Let's get shit out to the forefront
not talk behind the store front
You picked the wrong one
Big mistake, I you niggas made the wrong one
These niggas talking about burners like we own those
this fully automatic, that's soul drums
You motherfuckers picked the one
Big mistake, I you niggas made the wrong one

them bitches they can all come
Three ain't sharing as long as I get them all to come
One was an alcoholic the way she was all the rum
Two together Uptown, but be on Fordham some
Scooped them the Bronx, and that's more bed and breakfast fan
What was ironic was bitches couldn't put egg to pan
[?] thing got to tan
Or maybe to skinny dip but she ain't wear the pants
I mean I pulled up to the block, swore I was Neverland
Hard wood all over the crib, in the metal and
Gave here the "I've been missing you"-dick, she never left
Now the bitch depressed again, I need the stress again
Steal from might as well send it back
I got everywhere, where you gonna spend it at? murder
a reason they made the dress code
Figure I ain't wanna spread on nice clothes

Let's get shit out to the forefront
Better not talk behind the front
You motherfuckers the wrong one
Big mistake, I think you niggas the wrong one
These niggas talking about burners like we owe those
Blasting this fully automatic, soul drums
You motherfuckers the wrong one
Big mistake, I think you made the wrong one