Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit

Goddamn, it's a brand new
the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black
How many motherfuckers gotta
to the shelf and dusted off the AK

Caps get pealed
'Cause Nigga Ya Love To Hate' still can 'Kill at Will'
It no pop 'cause that sucks
And you can New swing on my nuts

Down wit the niggaz that I out
I'm bitch and I didn't have to sell out
you Ice Cube, that's what the people say
Fuck Amerikkka, wit the triple K

'Cause you when my nine goes pop
bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up
Now, see who'll drop
Punk tryin' to ban Hip-Hop

R&B and the runnin' man
I'm the one that stand with the gun in
Make sure before you buck Duck Quick
Punk, 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to wit

I'ma let y'all know one man

Hell yeah, it's on, you better 'em
Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the L.M.
the number one crew in the area
Make a move for your gat and I'll ya

Ashes to ashes, dirt to
Punks roll when I put in
'Cause Mob niggaz are the craziest
And y'all can't fade my shit

Central, that's where the Lench Mob dwell
Hittin' up with the big ass L
One time can't me back
Sweatshirt, khakis and

Stop givin' to the Raiders
'Cause Al Davis, never us
I hope he wear a
It's all the L E N C H, y'all know the rest

crew, motherfuckin' mob
Do a motherfuckin' job in a squad
In '91, Ice grew stronger and bigger
And I'm the wrong nigga to wit

One and two, ah e and ah four and
Wait a minute, wait a minute, a minute
Drop a old beat

Like I said, it's a new payback
Now in '91, let's see who beats the
Sir Jinx grew a little bit
Keep the wack beats out, true, baller

And hoes can't roll on even looking like En Vogue gotta 'Hold On'
Don't let me catch Daryl in traffic
I gotta have it to his cap backwards
I he wear a vest too, and his best blue, goin' up against the Zulu

his spine like a jellyfish
Kick his ass I'm smellin' shit
Off wit the head, off wit the I say
And watch the start kickin'

Run around like a chicken, grand dragon lickin'
Yo, turn him wit a spatula, now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker
Mess with the Cube, you get punked
Pig, 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to wit

Last in the world you wanna fuck with
Last person in the world you fuck with
Last in the world you wanna fuck with