Luyện nghe bài hát Choose Your Poison

Bitches, bitches, bitches,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm Boy with the Hard Core style
I'll punch you suckers in the mouth like a canal
You get me started and I'm hard to
I got 45 calibers 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 respect for your
From Brooklyn to Dublin, I keep ass fumblin'

'Cause I'm the ball busta
heart breaker
House of pimp money maker

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

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

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

I'll kill ya
Just I was anthrax
Come see me
crazy like 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 it old school style in your B-Boy pose

Hey now c'mon
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 in your B-Boy pose