Luyện nghe bài hát If I Was Fucking You

['Big Worm'
Yeah that's
Er, everything so we just
We as well just go straight to the hotel
And just get rest
Let me this dick up on in ya

1]
[Ice
If I was fucking you about now
You'd have a stuck in you (yeah)
Have to go to your fucking crew
On how this rap nigga dick you
Kendo passed them and didn't have to kick you down
Who this nigga wit' you now?
Do we about your X-files?
And sex styles?
And all the that you think about fucking
And all the shit you know you really do when we buzz it (hahaha)

If I was you, shit, it'd be like drama (yeah)
And you get tripped on by my baby mama (hey mac)
So do what I tell you and everything'll be
You're cute as fuck, plus that ass is (hype)
Get the fuck on 'fore niggaz start to fight
I can see it in your eyes, you wanna fuck
Give Herden everything, she got a in love (fool)
it up to me and gangsta after the club
[Mr Khop]
If I was fucking you, I'd be pakin the
The weight dick gettin' laid is for chips
I'm tryina' make grits
Him in with the trojan 'o six
Hin the gin and the mix
No time to pause, gots to drop
Prep through a spankin', breakin' down walls
With tactics, nigga two proper lactics (double-up)
Hit the chopper style
it up back (echo)

If I was you (echo)
(overlapping) ooh, oo, yeah, a, ahh, uhh, uh, on

2]
[Ice
If I was fucking you, you'd be like fuck
Kill, this yours
Washin' dishes, rubbin'
Doin' for a nigga
doors for a nigga
Ridin' shotgun, holdin' forty-fours for a
At the motelly, got you on belly
In come
Niggaz calling K-Mac, calling Kelly
Do it like Fonzarelli, hit the lights
So we can try to reform these dites

If I was you, you'd be spendin' all your dough (yeah)
Buying nigga shit, that you even know (mm)
Credit card out
account tapped out
Writin' bad (hahaha)
When I call you break neck
You do whatever please me, runnin' burs I take it easy
Will as you do whatever, live your life to please me
These buster-ass niggaz make the shit so
(He was fucking me?) for
[Mr Short
If I was fucking you, I'd let the homies too
Run up in the guts bust nuts and through
Hey you
cooch screamin', heatin'
Tag-teamin', semen (echo)
Keep it low, put it in your grill cos you me
With video of you giving nigga scully (got you)
Hold it till chocked off the bitched and got got
And roll one to smoke, my shit and shake my spot

(Chorus)

(Intro)
['Big talking]
Nineteen of complicated funk. hahahaha
Ango urgin', probably be vomiting for a week though
on semen, hahahahahahah...

Hmmm... be careful what you wish for, you might get it