Luyện nghe bài hát You Got Wrecked (mike Jones Diss)

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

When I step in the club, you yo neck
You why I'm here, to take my respect
You can't get next, I to plex
So call up Dike Jones and tell him he got wrecked

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You ain't bringin' Cham' plex, you on a
What type of fool is you? I'ma suit you for funeral
A bunch of niggaz hit me 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 surroundin' my
No-no you nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked

When I step in the club, you yo neck
You why I'm here, to take my respect
You get next, I came to plex
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
(Shoulda known that was fraud man)

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

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

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

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

You was on Tidwell, slang me your raps
Got in the game, and then you switched it to slangin' some
I ain't a pussy trust that, it ain't no to attack
And it ain't no thang to react, the sang 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
Make that dike an example, kiddie gonna ban you
They have to cancel his show on the Disney Channel

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

Who? Dike Jones, who? Dike
Wrote his and his number on his Swisha House thong
Who? Jones, who? Dike Jones
with ya team but still the King of the Swisha House throne

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

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