Lil' Wyte - I Did 'Em Wrong Lyrics
Watsup *****, Watsup HoeWatsup *****, Watsup HoeWatsup *****, Watsup Hoe[chorus]If You A Killer Mother*****er, Bring Your Anna To My DoorIs This Shit You Wearing, Who Am I Talking To Nobody KnowsIf You Riding With Someone You Know And They Turn Up This SongYou Riding With A Mother*****er That Think I Did 'em Wrong. [x2][verse 1]Consequences Come To Those Who Chose To ***** With Lil WyteNot Always Physical Sometimes Mental And Emotional RightI'll Outsmart You In A Fight And Come Back Harder On The MicTheres An Inner Spiritual Demon That Possess Me To WriteNow That I Made All These MovesMy Music Causing Some HavocThis Shit 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 SwollenI Know They Hate Me, They Let Me Know The First Time That I Told 'emI Got A Mind And It's FocusedYou Got Some Serious IssuesI Got Family Friends, And Fans And You Ain't Got No One To Miss YouI Bet You'll Life Gettin HardYou Lived Your Life In A YardIm For Real I Know Theres Something When You Sold Both Of Your CarsYou Mad At Me Cause I Made It, I'm Only Havin Some FunSee Me On Mtv Yelling Out Who Gives A ***** Where You FromYou Might Be Tough With Your Gun But Look For Fun In SaddhamDoubt Me Now ?? I Told You Wyte Was Gon Drop Bombs....[chorus - 2x][dj Paul]Yeah It's Time To Speed On Up, We Finna Go Into Another Mother*****erGalaxy Nigga, Bass Check #2, Beeatch[verse 2]Wake Up ***** Reality Creepin Around The CornerYou So *****ed Up You Couldnt Be An Organ DonorWhen I See You, I'm Knockin Yo Head Up Off Of Your ShouldersYou Gon Be Like Ah Shit When You FeelThese Tiny BouldersYou *****in With The Wrong OneThe Hcp Cracker Main, Slap You Man, Stab You ManEven Quick To Crack Your BrainI Ain't Got No Time For Hatin Faggots On The GrindKeep On Passin By Cause I Got SomethingYou'll Never *****in FindThis The Realest Of The RealHope You Feelin It And If You DontExtend Your Arm And Grab Your RemoteAnd Turn Down Your RadioMeanwhile, I'm Gon Give It RawAnd Write It As Nasty As This Shit Can BeIts Easy When You Rappin Over The Hardest Mother*****in BeatsI Am Not Braggin, And I'm Not Big Headed, Nor Am I ConcededBut I'm Proud Of Myself And The Way I Supposedly SucceededYou Wanna Bring It To My DoorOr Be A ***** And Catch Me SlippinEither Way It Goes This Unit I'm Grippin's Gonna Get You, Pimpin[chorus - 2x]
