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LIL WYTE lyrics : "I Did 'Em Wrong"

Watsup (*##$, Watsup Hoe
Watsup (*##$, Watsup Hoe
Watsup (*##$, Watsup Hoe


[Chorus]
If you a killer mother$#&@er, bring your anna to my door

Is this %#@! you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you riding with someone you know and they turn up this song
you riding with a mother$#&@er that think I did 'em wrong. [x2]


[Verse 1]
consequences come to those who chose to $#&@ with lil wyte

not always physical sometimes mental and emotional right
I'll outsmart you in a fight and come back harder on the mic
theres an inner spiritual demon that possess me to write

now that I made all these moves
my music causing some havoc
this %#@! is pick me up so wat in the $#&@ did you expect god dammit?

as long as the beat keep on rollin, my pockets gonna get swollen
I know they hate me, they let me know the first time that I told 'em
I got a mind and it's focused

you got some serious issues
I got family friends, and fans and you ain't got no one to miss you
I bet you'll life gettin hard

you lived your life in a yard
Im for real I know theres something when you sold both of your cars
you mad at me cause I made it, I'm only havin some fun

see me on mtv yelling out who gives a $#&@ where you from
you might be tough with your gun but look for fun in saddham
doubt me now ?????????? I told you wyte was gon drop bombs....


[Chorus x2]


[DJ Paul]
yeah it's time to speed on up, we finna go into another mother$#&@er
galaxy ^!$$%, bass check #2, BEEATCH


[Verse 2]
wake up (*##$ reality creepin around the corner

you so $#&@ed up you couldnt be an organ donor
when I see you, I'm knockin yo head up off of your shoulders
you gon be like ah %#@! when you feel

these tiny boulders
you $#&@in with the wrong one
the HCP cracker main, slap you man, stab you man

even quick to crack your brain
I ain't got no time for hatin !@$)gots on the grind
keep on passin by cause I got something

you'll never $#&@in find
this the realest of the real
hope you feelin it and if you dont

extend your arm and grab your remote
and turn down your radio
meanwhile, I'm gon give it raw

and write it as nasty as this %#@! can be
Its easy when you rappin over the hardest mother$#&@in beats
I am not braggin, and I'm not big headed, nor am I conceded

but I'm proud of myself and the way I supposedly succeeded
you wanna bring it to my door
or be a (*##$ and catch me slippin

either way it goes this unit I'm grippin's gonna get you, pimpin

[Chorus x2]

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