Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Ones

Yeah.. no more
Hahah..
Yeah no more america's and all that shit there
the mic now
Runnin with my nigga pun boogie
Lot of niggaz
Said they put me on, help me and shit like that there
But you kept it golden me my nigga
right, you fuckers
Dead, and killin shit!

Chorus: + big pun

I'm the wrong one to fuck
with me and you'll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah
You ain't got no in mi casa
Que te pasa, you even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to with
in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah
You ain't got no wins in mi
Que te pasa, hah ha..

I'm as as hitler first born
Cause of me, lot of old purse gone
"kill softly" but not with her song
Matter of I kill em viciously, brutally
Strip them down to nudity
the chrome where they doodoo be
It's a up, don't try to get brave
Don't chance it duke
I y'all motherfuckers strippin like you dance for luke
stop, give it give it - or you gon' get it get it
Get your yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it
faggot rappers funny as saturday night live
Creep through in a white 5 and five
got some trife wives
Show me y'all re' at, where the ki' at
Sleep eat and pee at, park your 3 at
Spark vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom,
"ups ma'am here," send a bomb
Leave that bitch - roasted and toasted a chestnut
And if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her cut
Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - em cujo!
Steal your bitch and the culo
Slam yo' ass and I don't a lick of judo
Fly to p.r. - stick
Come back, cop a 6 with
Cop a brick from you who, julio crew
From washington heights in jail I had washin my nike's
Now I'm squashin the mic, extortionist
Harsh with a
I'm flossin yo' ice on bronx shit tonight

[big
Cannibalism is livin in my
Givin em spasms and aneurisms at baptisms
That's all my thugs bout, drinkin your blood
Boriquans love flooded bloody and bloated mugs
the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin
The armageddeon is lettin demons into heaven
back to spiritual ritual times
What you gon' find - shiftings of satan in critical
Nevermind, I do that often, I've risen
Bust out my coffin, I'm a abortion
Battled the and deaded his demons
Trained other beings to be in his levels of hell,
Still
bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded
Know the chinese
they run with gotti who know it (check it)
I never run I ran, the fattest motherfuckin man
I with cuban makin junk to jams
That's all I'm knowin and I'm never
All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin motherfuckers bleed
Fuckin with me, better hide yo'
Better twice, before you ride on me
Cause i'ma lift weight,
I'm droppin you in the incinerator
Then I'm hittin the and poppin two in the incubator
how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga
Oh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the

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