Luyện nghe bài hát Choose Your Poison

Bitches, bitches, bitches,

I say hey now y'all
If there's in your pocket and you're walkin' tall
Make your way to the bar and get your poison
And drink it old school style in B-Boy pose

I get off Madd flows like a of Eskimo's
On the dog sled in the blizzard I'm the wizard of oz
Ah, shit I'm wreck ya set
And you to me is just an empty threat

Something I can't sweat, kid, you see my worry
I've never been but my hands may be dirty
5 years from 30 come my age
If ya cant pop turn the page

And I'll wit that kid that's been shiftless
Stickin' to the roof of your like some chippin'
Peanut butter, ya know my style's butter
'Cause every word I utter rock's the sky's from the

I make ya shudder when I rock your
I do the way I like, I get mike's controlled
And if ya get bold then ya get bit
'Cause your knowledge is a trick, kid, it's makin' me

I say hey now y'all
If money in your pocket and you're walkin' tall
your way to the bar and get your poison chose
And it old school style in your B-Boy pose

Hey now y'all
If there's money in your pocket and you're walkin'
Make your way to the bar and get your chose
And it old school style in your B-Boy pose

I'm Boy with the Hard Core style
I'll punch you in the mouth like a root canal
You get me and I'm hard to stop
I got 45 calibers to pop

And I pop off, you drop off
You get blown out the frame 'cause the more shit
The things stay the same and I got no respect for your area
From to Dublin, I keep your ass fumblin'

'Cause I'm the fuckin' ball
Brooklyn breaker
of Pain pimp money maker

I say hey now y'all
If there's money in your and you're walkin' tall
Make way to the bar and get your poison chose
And drink it old school in your B-Boy pose

Hey now c'mon
If there's money in your pocket and walkin' tall
Make your way to the bar and get your poison
And drink it old school style in your B-Boy

I got rhymes finese, I got rhymes
I got rhymes for peace, I got for war
I got rhymes for heads, I got for skins
I got rhymes, kid your crew ain't got no

So step up if you wanna get your head
Run up if you wanna get skull knocked
Play the hard rock get your ears boxed
I'll kill you all like I was the small pox

kill ya livestock
Just like I was
see me live
Then crazy the Band Sax

I say hey now y'all
If there's money in your pocket and you're tall
Make your way to the bar and get poison chose
And drink it old school style in your B-Boy

Hey now c'mon
If there's in your pocket and you're walkin' tall
Make way to the bar and get your poison chose
And drink it old school style in your pose