Luyện nghe bài hát Wyld In Da Club

Don't take it personal, it's only
at me, yo, yo, ice water, yo, yo, yo, yo

Try me, put a clip in a nigga
Fuck a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a
Listen, I've been reppin', only big weapons
One to the stomach, you missin' ya midsection

I'm off the wall, dog, I could off ya
his ass to the rooftop, toss 'em off
Hit the ave the rooftop off the porch
I get money 'cuz it to floss, nigga you feelin' me?

And if not then fuck what you gotta deal me
I'm only for a minute but haters wanna get rid of me
PC creep with at three heats
And a shotgun underneath the backseats

You niggas like you don't feel a draft
You seen ya man, him I'ma kill his ass
And I don't, wanna talk I a mill in cash
I come through 'tards shittin', lookin' ill in the

it's the, ice water, don't get it confused
And one false move'll cause me to spit at you
stumic, motherfucker and I'm pickin' ya food
And ain't no one out you that my niggas'll do you

Let's spit on 'em, rush these
[Incomprehensible] with a punctured liver
Only kid in the hood with a mustard
Heard you broke down good, I fucked ya sister

Eh yo we wyld in da club, in the club
This is for my niggas gettin' in the club
At the bar throwin' down rounds in the
Talk slick and get the pound in ya mug

Yo we in da club, style in the club
This is for my niggas down in the club
At the bar throwin' down in the club
Talk slick and get the four in ya mug

Yo I keep my gun on me, the fuck y'all want from me?
Y'all touch my somebody gon' die, uh huh
This ain't no joke, it's for real, my niggas totin' they steel
All it takes is a phone call and they to ride

Eh yo the are dealt, the words are spoken
Nigga, welcome to the hell, the is open
Gatekeeper, degree murder through the speaker
Who deep enough to flow the reaper?

Stuck in the middle, I spit a riddle
Leavin' niggas crippled, my niggas 'em like Kerry Kittles
You makin' it hard, it's really kinda simple
If a gotta pull it out I'm puttin' it in ya temple

Official I do this, rude
I use the rugers to the bullets movin' through ya
Weak anatomy, fuck the small talk and
Ya is weak, to beef you need much more batteries

it genetic, or dead it, ice water inc we said it
Whoever did it or said it, promote it and spread it
Fake it or front it, get ambushed and
With slugs in ya head, back, and stomach

Niggas don't it or ask for it, so we give it to 'em dead in the club
And let them things and rip through 'em dead in the club
Is you gon' fuck around and be the nigga in the club?

Eh yo we wyld in da club, style in the
This is for my gettin' down in the club
At the bar down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the pound in ya mug

Yo we wyld in da club, in the club
This is for my niggas down in the club
At the bar down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four in ya mug

Egyptian look, gazelles on, L's lit, this how it's down
Ski mask, channel shit, move like a terrorist
Nineteen eighties babies, worldwide, ya on our dick

All you know is Rae look good, he hood, the flips
I make money like niggas who take money
out the can, Duran look, astro van
The ill Castro, rap son of Sam

More rugers, more bow and arrows still no
Forty five dollars ahead, I go at shootin' lyrical leads
Stop absorbin', break shit knock that gay out ya head

Wyld in da club, in the club
is for my niggas gettin' down in the club
At the bar throwin' rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four in ya mug

Yo we wyld in da club, style in the
This is for my niggas gettin' down in the
At the bar throwin' rounds in the club
Talk and get the four pound in ya mug