Luyện nghe bài hát Choose Your Poison

Bitches, bitches, bitches,

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

I get off flows like a pack of Eskimo's
On the dog sled in the 'cause I'm the wizard of oz
Ah, I'm gonna wreck ya set
And you stepin' to me is an empty threat

Something I sweat, kid, you never see my worry
I've been caught but my hands may be dirty
5 years from 30 check my age
If ya cant pop simply the page

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

I make ya when I rock your soul
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 there's in your pocket and you're walkin' tall
your way to the bar and get your poison chose
And drink it old school style in B-Boy pose

Hey now c'mon
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'm Danny Boy with the Hard style
I'll punch you suckers in the mouth like a canal
You get me started and I'm to stop
I got 45 ready to pop

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

'Cause I'm the ball busta
Brooklyn breaker
House of Pain pimp money

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

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

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

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

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

I say hey now c'mon
If money in your pocket and you're walkin' tall
Make your way to the bar and get your chose
And drink it old school style in your B-Boy

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