Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Done F**ked Up

Yeah, one, two, one, two, Big M E F
The from Vietnam, fresh out of rehab, yo
On my way the w***spot, good?
What's hood? Staten Advance
Big up to my man Magic in MIA, what up cuzo?

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot peas and
Come and get it, somebody done up, now
Meth spit it, I comes with it, quick to these critics
Eat a didick, somebody f**ked up, now

Y'all done did it, stepped in it, now run and tell them
N***** who the realest, done f**ked up, now
Can you dig it, you'll stop the kid up in the fitted?
Live with it, somebody f**ked up

Look, I'm corners on these clowns, m******** and pounds
Found with Staten Island n***** that run up on you rounds
Take a drag, pass it around, who back in your town
And the crowd vict' with Brown patting him down

S***'s thick, thick as harmony grits, 'cause some thugs
Ain't no, harmony bitch, them n*****probably
Y'all be the judge, look what to Cocheese
What happens your co-d's is talking to police, you dig?

Half a cig, let me f*** with ya wig, although you the style
They're ain't a pedophile could with the kid
Now that I'm back up on my, feet, take it back to the
In the GM with your BM in the passenger

Riding hood, by my hood, ain't no in the wood
Life is good, it's so good, live it twice if I
Man, it's me, once it's that Wu-Tang
Crushing the that you bring, you know how we do things

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot and butter
Come and get it, done f**ked up, now
Meth spit it, I comes with it, quick to tell these
Eat a didick, somebody done up, now

Y'all done did it, stepped in it, now run and tell them
N***** who the realest, somebody done up, now
Can you dig it, you'll stop the kid up in the fitted?
Live with it, somebody f**ked up

Yo, pulling my up, scuffing my Timbs, back to when?
Puffing again, who stunting, cops f**ked* them
the blow, goose bumping the skin, and on the scale
Of to ten, a ten, man, it's nothing to him

See you can by how I'm clutching my pen like Mae Weather
Touching her chin, she stunting, up in her friend
Tell the label give me something to spin and light got a price
You want a but we ain't cutting you in

Man, these fiends know my past work, held a
Until they back hurt, money talking, what that's worth
And MCF, mean Cash First s***, the kid
On the in Hawaii, minus the grass skirt

Blast first, ask last
Black herse, n****, stretch yo a**, n*****know what this is
New Yitty, this ain't just a fad
It's M E F, and I Biggie, but I'm just as Bad, Boy

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot and butter
Come and get it, somebody f**ked up, now
Meth spit it, I with it, quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick, done f**ked up, now

Y'all done did it, done stepped in it, now run and them
N***** who the realest, somebody f**ked up, now
Can you dig it, you'll never the kid up in the fitted?
Live it, somebody done f**ked up

Yeah, Big M-E-F, Staten Island Advance,
Word up, don't ever count me out, just count me the in
I'll be back for