Luyện nghe bài hát You Got Wrecked

I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
Cup-cup barre, and my car candy red
I got special surroundin' my neck
No-no you don't nigga, Jones just got wrecked

When I in the club, you breakin' yo neck
You know why I'm here, to my respect
You can't get next, I came to
So call up Dike and tell him he just got wrecked

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(All hoe ass niggaz)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(I to let that nigga slide man)

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(Got respect for and the House man)
Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(But nah man)

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(Hoe ass nigga)
Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Niggaz get dealt with man, out there bumpin' they gums)

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(Talkin' all noise nigga)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(It's Koopa, ay)

I got 'em scramblin', I he feel the pressure to cheat
But I can him, that hoe gon' show respect to the chief
He the King of who?, of what?, Sesame Street
I lay you out over some beef some sesame seeds

Meet you half-way, it's like I'm interceptin' ya
Await on my front-lawn, like I'm ya beef
I know that Dike Mike, turn the plex into peace
But I can't, why? I threw away my receipt

I'm 'bout to get him, just when he Koopa was in neutral
Scrap or keep it on wax, don't matter whatever ya
I know Dre, but ay I wouldn't introduce ya
I drop a beat down on ya ass a producer

Future, nah 'cuz I won't let you have
I bet he E-mail me and try to send me Internet
Go and pop some damn X, go and pop some
Do something better with ya life and go and have some sex

You ain't Cham' plex, you on a pharmaceutical
What type of is you? I'ma suit you for your funeral
A bunch of hit me sayin' what they wanna do to you
Don't worry, I won't let 'em shoot at you, I through with you

I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
Cup-cup barre, and my car candy red
I got special effects my neck
No-no you don't nigga, Dike just got wrecked

When I in the club, you breakin' yo neck
You know why I'm here, to take my
You can't get next, I came to
So call up Dike Jones and tell him he just got

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(All hoe ass niggaz)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(Shoulda known that nigga was man)

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Niggaz was tellin' me that nigga was fraud)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(And I was defendin' that man)

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(Shoulda known man)
Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Should seen it, should it comin')

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(Fraud ass nigga)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(Gotta new nigga, Dike Jones)

Yeah, the biggest threat to any nigga that think he doin' it
I gave you life, but I'll take it back, your through with it
I you plenty chances, but now it's over you ruined it
Swisha before you, and Koopa was your influence, kid

You was on Tidwell, tryna me your raps
Got in the game, and then you it to slangin' some crack
I a pussy trust that, it ain't no thang to attack
And it ain't no thang to react, the heater and go clap

Ain't no explainin' for that, you get lit up a candle
Give you more then a sample, bet that nigga get
that dike an example, kiddie clubs gonna ban you
They gon' have to cancel his show on the Channel

He hated on Magno, see never noticed him
He talked on his boy to me, while doin' shows with him
Said the streets ain't him, how could you even know it
When you got your ass rap style from Nickolodean

Who? Dike Jones, who? Jones
his name and his number on his Swisha House thong
Who? Jones, who? Dike Jones
Ain't with ya team but the King of the Swisha House throne

I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
Cup-cup barre, and my car candy red
I got special effects surroundin' my
No-no you don't nigga, Dike just got wrecked

When I step in the club, you breakin' yo
You why I'm here, to take my respect
You get next, I came to plex
So call up Dike Jones and him he just got wrecked