Luyện nghe bài hát You Got Wrecked

I step in the club, and I'm 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 why I'm here, to take my respect
You get next, I came 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 remind you
(I tryed to let that nigga man)

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

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

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(Talkin' all noise 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 to the chief
He the King of who?, King of what?, Sesame
I lay you out over some beef like sesame seeds

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 away my weapon receipt

I'm 'bout to get him, just when he thought Koopa was in
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 on ya ass like a producer

Future, nah 'cuz I won't let you have
I bet he E-mail me and try to me Internet threats
Go and pop some damn X, go and pop some
Do something better with ya life and go and some hand sex

You ain't Cham' plex, you on a pharmaceutical
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 won't let 'em shoot at you, 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 don't nigga, Dike Jones just got

When I in the club, you breakin' yo neck
You know why I'm here, to my respect
You get next, I came to plex
So up Dike Jones and tell him he just got wrecked

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(All hoe ass niggaz)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(Shoulda known that was fraud man)

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

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(Shoulda known man)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(Should seen it, seen 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 biggest threat to any nigga think he doin' it
I gave you life, but take 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 me your raps
Got in the game, and then you switched it to slangin' some
I ain't a trust that, it ain't no thang to attack
And it no thang to react, the heater sang and go clap

Ain't no explainin' for that, you get lit up a candle
Give you then a sample, bet that nigga get trampled
Make that dike an example, kiddie 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' with him
Said the streets feelin' him, how could you even know it
you got your wack ass rap style from Nickolodean

Who? Dike Jones, Dike Jones
Wrote his and his number on his Swisha House thong
Who? Jones, who? Dike Jones
Ain't 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 just got wrecked

When I in the club, you breakin' 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