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 you're walkin'
your way to the bar and get your poison chose
And it old school style in your B-Boy pose

I get off Madd like a pack of Eskimo's
On the dog sled in the blizzard 'cause I'm the 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
I've never been caught but my hands may be
5 years from 30 check my age
If ya pop simply turn the page

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

I ya shudder when I rock your soul
I do dames the way I like, I get controlled
And if ya get bold 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 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

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'm Danny Boy with the Hard style
I'll punch you in the mouth 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 out the frame 'cause the more shit change
The things stay the same and I got no respect for your area
From Brooklyn to Dublin, I your ass fumblin'

'Cause I'm the fuckin' busta
Brooklyn breaker
House of pimp money maker

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 chose
And it old school style in your B-Boy pose

Hey now y'all
If money in your pocket 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

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

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

I'll kill ya
like I was anthrax
Come see me
crazy like the Band Sax

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

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 pose