Luyện nghe bài hát If I Was Fucking You

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

1]
[Ice
If I was you right about now
You'd have a stuck in you (yeah)
Have to go brag to your crew
On how rap nigga dick you down
Kendo passed them guts and have to kick you down
Who bitch nigga wit' you now?
Do we know about your
And your sex
And all the that you think about fucking
And all the shit you know you wanna do when we buzz it (hahaha)

If I was you, shit, it'd be like drama (yeah)
And you might get on by my baby mama (hey mac)
So do what I tell you and be alright
cute as fuck, plus that ass is tight (hype)
Get the fuck on 'fore these niggaz to fight
I can see it in your eyes, you wanna tonight
Herden everything, she got a fool in love (fool)
Gave it up to me and gangsta after the
[Mr Short
If I was fucking you, I'd be the piss
The horny weight dick laid is for chips
Bitch I'm make grits
Him in the trojan pack 'o six
Hin the gin and the mix
No time to pause, gots to drop
Prep through a half spankin', breakin' down
tactics, nigga used two proper lactics (double-up)
Hit the twat chopper
it up back (echo)

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

2]
[Ice
If I was you, you'd be like fuck everybody
Kill, this pussy
Washin' dishes, floors
chores for a nigga
Open doors for a
Ridin' shotgun, holdin' forty-fours for a
At the motelly, got you on belly
In morcelli
Niggaz calling K-Mac, bitches Kelly
Do it Arthur Fonzarelli, hit the lights
So we can try to reform these potential

If I was fucking you, be spendin' all your dough (yeah)
nigga shit, that you don't even know (mm)
Credit card out
Bank 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 life just to please me
These niggaz make the shit so easy
(He was me?) for sheazly
[Mr Short
If I was you, I'd let the homies fuck too
Run up in the guts nuts and we're through
Hey you
screamin', heatin' cleanin'
Tag-teamin', suckin' (echo)
Keep it low, put it in your grill cos you me
With video footage of you giving nigga (got you)
Hold it till you've chocked off the and got got
And roll one to smoke, grab my shit and shake my

(Chorus)

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

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