Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong One [Explicit]

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

They say if money didn't you, you ain't make enough
They say if you ain't to bust then never say it's tough
Got a black bitch with a body, name her Skill
do the back and forth racket, but Serena will
There's couple rules I'mma share with you two
Know, niggas gon' you for whatever you do
To let it off you gon' a right hand and the right wrist
And using the beam there was a chance that you might miss
A nigga wanna send me a message, have it 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, batteries, we ramming doors
We amateurs at all
I flew but said my mans in the
That's tha plan moving
Til' I learn to get hammers on board, dawg?

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

Tell them they can all come
Three ain't sharing as long as I get them all to come
One was an the way she was drinking all the rum
Two live together Uptown, but be on some
Scooped them from the Bronx, and that's bed and breakfast fan
What was ironic was these 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 all over the crib, stepped in the metal and
here the "I've been missing you"-dick, she never left again
Now the bitch depressed again, I don't need the stress
Steal from Rage might as send it back
I got shooters everywhere, where you gonna it at? murder
Still a reason made the dress code
Figure I ain't wanna spread bloodshed on nice

Let's get some shit out to the
not talk behind the store front
You motherfuckers picked the one
Big mistake, I think you made the wrong one
These niggas talking about burners we don't owe those
Blasting this automatic, that's soul drums
You motherfuckers the wrong one
Big mistake, I think you niggas the wrong one