Luyện nghe bài hát If I Was Fucking You

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

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

If I was fucking you, shit, be like drama (yeah)
And you might get tripped on by my mama (hey mac)
So do what I tell you and be alright
You're cute as fuck, that ass is tight (hype)
Get the fuck on 'fore these start to fight
I can see it in your eyes, you fuck tonight
Herden everything, she got a fool in love (fool)
Gave it up to me and after the club
[Mr Short
If I was fucking you, I'd be the piss
The horny dick gettin' laid is for chips
I'm tryina' make grits
Him in with the pack 'o six
Hin the gin and the mix
No to pause, gots to drop draws
Prep a half spankin', breakin' down walls
With tactics, nigga used two 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 fuck
Kill, this yours
Washin' dishes, rubbin'
Doin' chores for a
Open doors for a
Ridin' shotgun, forty-fours for a nigga
At the motelly, got you on your
In morcelli
Niggaz calling K-Mac, calling Kelly
Do it like Arthur Fonzarelli, hit the
So we can try to reform potential dites

If I was fucking you, you'd be spendin' all dough (yeah)
Buying nigga shit, that you don't know (mm)
Credit maxed out
account tapped out
Writin' bad (hahaha)
When I call you break your
You do whatever please me, runnin' while I take it easy
Will as you do whatever, live your just to please me
These buster-ass niggaz make the so easy
(He was fucking me?) for
[Mr Short
If I was fucking you, I'd let the homies too
Run up in the guts nuts and we're through
Hey you
screamin', heatin' cleanin'
Tag-teamin', semen (echo)
Keep it low, put it in grill cos you love me
With footage of you giving nigga scully (got you)
Hold it till chocked off the bitched and got got
And roll one to smoke, grab my and shake my spot

(Chorus)

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

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