Luyện nghe bài hát Choose Your Poison (Remix)

Bitches, bitches, bitches,

I say 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 B-Boy pose

I get off Madd flows a pack 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 stepin' to me is an empty threat

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

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

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

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

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

I'm Danny Boy with the Hard Core
I'll punch you suckers in the like a root canal
You get me started and I'm hard to
I got 45 ready to pop

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

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

I say hey now c'mon
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 your B-Boy

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 in your B-Boy pose

I got rhymes finese, I got galore
I got for peace, I got rhymes for war
I got for heads, I got rhymes for skins
I got rhymes, kid your crew got no wins

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

I'll ya livestock
like I was anthrax
Come see me
Then like the Band Sax

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