Luyện nghe bài hát Wish You Would

Look, look, look, don't play me
Look, look, look, uh, uh,

Let's get the pistols out the trunk, let's get ready to things
Leave a nigga block of nothin' but guts, brains
Ain't no way, that these niggas could duck flames
My guns up for and tellin' all to suck

I'm with a clique that just be thuggin' heavy
Plus I'm runnin' in bricks, cook it, cut it, sell it
One time for my daddy, Rabbit, up in
Ever since my nigga died I've strapped up and ready

Come and get it, it's Wheezy Whee, the hottest
Now this fella gon' get inside his sweater
I'm terror or better yet, horror or drama
And tomorrow I'ma hit the block and barrow your

Beef with me, swimmin' in water with sharks and piranhas
and choppers got all your partners callin' the coppers
And for the grand finale, I might pull up in a tan
When I hop out, in my hand is a Calico sprayin' family

Don't play me, I wish you would
hit your hood, then split your hood
You bet' not with me 'cause I cock my gun
I pop my gun, hide and run

bet' not play with me 'cause I wish you would
I'ma hit your hood, then your hood
Niggas bet' not play me 'cause I cock my gun
And I pop my gun, better and run

What is this done got me in your district? Twist it
Now everybody got dots on they heads Egyptians
I'm tipsy, I've sippin' on that Hennessey, people
it get deeper, I start shootin' up innocent people

Seventeen is who I, what I be, dog
The clip slide in the five, then it blow five
In heat, dog? It's life or me, dog
On four or feet, dog

I still be on the block sweepin' nobody is not
Got me in all black a gun in a palm
Run in his home, start shootin', hit his son in the
Dummy, on ain't gon' be no relaxin' and stuff

'Cause when I through mashin' the truck, I'm blastin' a pump
And passin' a blunt me circle, wants to see if he
Gotta be cause niggas promised me a ki if he dead
But dog, you get it raw if you are the kid
I'll your baby momma car off the bridge, uh

Bet' not play with me I wish you would
I'ma hit your hood, split your hood
Niggas bet' not play me 'cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun, better and run

Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I wish you
I'ma hit your hood, split your hood
Niggas bet' not with me 'cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun, better and run

You might me with bandannas and strapped T
On the back street of your in the back seat
cap three at the first coward I up and see
I'ma bust the and knock his body a couple of feet

When I rush your front door, you get a few to stomach
Hope they dress you up because your funeral Sunday
Nigga shouldn't have tough, wouldn't have got his head bust
Now your whole livin' room is full of and red stuff

Now you're up, full of that vodka and weed add it up
Fresh platted up, t-shirt all tatted up
Crack in the of my kicks
Plus I got a gun on my hip and I'm the strip

I know you see me Little killaholeezy
A hundred rounds the chopper leave 'em real sleepy
You know how we be smellin' weedy up in our
Cutthroatin', killers but that's all I know, uh, uh, uh

Bet' not play with me 'cause I you would
I'ma hit your hood, then split your
Nigga, not play with me 'cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun, better and run

Niggas bet' not play with me boy, I you would
I'ma hit your hood, then split hood
Niggas bet' not play me 'cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun, hide and run

Niggas not play with me 'cause I wish you would
hit your hood, then split your hood
Niggas not play with me 'cause I cock my gun
I pop my gun, better hide and run

Niggas bet' not play me boy, I wish you would
I'ma hit your hood, then split hood
Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I my gun
Then I pop my gun, better and run

Niggas bet' not play me
Look, uh, uh
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Look, look, look, look, look,