Luyện nghe bài hát You Got Wrecked

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 got wrecked

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

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

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

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

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

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

you half-way, it's like I'm interceptin' ya beef
Await on my front-lawn, I'm expectin' 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, when he thought 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 'cuz I 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 some
Do something better with ya life and go and have some sex

You ain't bringin' Cham' plex, you on a
What type of is you? I'ma suit you for your funeral
A of niggaz hit me sayin' what they wanna do to you
Don't worry, I let 'em shoot at you, until 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 effects surroundin' my neck
No-no you nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked

When I in the club, you breakin' 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 remind you
(Shoulda that nigga was fraud man)

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

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

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

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

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

no explainin' for that, you get lit up like a candle
Give you then a sample, bet that nigga get trampled
that dike an example, kiddie clubs gonna ban you
They gon' have to cancel his show on the Disney

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

Dike Jones, who? Dike Jones
Wrote his name and his on his Swisha House thong
Who? Dike Jones, who? Jones
with ya team but still 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 my neck
No-no you don't nigga, Dike Jones got wrecked

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