Luyện nghe bài hát You Got Wrecked

I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
purple barre, and my car candy red
I got effects surroundin' my neck
you don't nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Future, nah 'cuz I won't let you have
I bet he E-mail me and try to send me Internet
Go and pop some X, go and pop some Zanex
Do better 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 sayin' they wanna do to you
Don't worry, I let 'em shoot at you, until I through with you

I step in the club, and I'm up my set
purple barre, and my car candy red
I got special effects surroundin' my
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 to plex
So up Dike Jones 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 nigga was fraud man)

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

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

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

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

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

Ain't no explainin' for that, you get lit up like a
Give you then a sample, bet that nigga get trampled
Make that dike an example, kiddie clubs ban you
They have to cancel his show on the Disney Channel

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

Who? Jones, who? Dike Jones
his name and his number on his Swisha House thong
Who? Dike Jones, who? Dike
Ain't with ya team but the King of the Swisha House throne

I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
Cup-cup purple barre, and my car red
I got effects surroundin' my neck
you don't nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked

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