Luyện nghe bài hát If I Was Fucking You

['Big talking]
Yeah that's
Er, everything so we just
We might as just go straight to the hotel
And just get some
Let me slide this up on in ya

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

If I was you, shit, it'd be like drama (yeah)
And you might get tripped on by my mama (hey mac)
So do I tell you and everything'll be alright
You're cute as fuck, plus ass is tight (hype)
Get the on 'fore these niggaz start to fight
I can see it in your eyes, you wanna tonight
Give Herden everything, she got a fool in (fool)
Gave it up to me and after the club
[Mr Short
If I was you, I'd be pakin the piss
The horny weight dick gettin' is for chips
Bitch I'm tryina' grits
Him in with the trojan 'o six
Hin the gin and the mix
No time to pause, gots to draws
Prep a half spankin', breakin' down walls
With tactics, used two proper lactics (double-up)
Hit the twat chopper
Bang it up (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 everybody
Kill, pussy yours
Washin' dishes, floors
chores for a nigga
Open for a nigga
Ridin' shotgun, holdin' for a nigga
At the motelly, got you on your
In come
Niggaz calling K-Mac, bitches calling
Do it like Arthur Fonzarelli, hit the
So we can try to these potential dites

If I was fucking you, you'd be all your dough (yeah)
Buying nigga shit, that you don't know (mm)
Credit card out
Bank tapped out
Writin' bad (hahaha)
When I call you break neck
You do please me, runnin' burs while I take it easy
Will as you do whatever, live your life to please me
These niggaz make the shit so easy
(He was fucking me?) for
[Mr Short
If I was fucking you, I'd let the homies too
Run up in the bust nuts and we're through
Hey you
cooch screamin', cleanin'
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, grab my shit and shake my

(Chorus)

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

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