Luyện nghe bài hát If I Was Fucking You

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

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

If I was fucking you, shit, it'd be like (yeah)
And you might get tripped on by my baby (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 fuck tonight
Herden everything, she got a fool in love (fool)
Gave it up to me and 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 half spankin', breakin' walls
With tactics, nigga 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, be like fuck everybody
Kill, pussy yours
Washin' dishes, floors
Doin' for a nigga
doors for a nigga
Ridin' shotgun, forty-fours for a nigga
At the motelly, got you on belly
In come
calling K-Mac, bitches calling Kelly
Do it like Arthur Fonzarelli, hit the
So we can try to reform these dites

If I was fucking you, be spendin' all your dough (yeah)
Buying nigga shit, that you don't even (mm)
card maxed out
Bank tapped out
Writin' bad (hahaha)
When I you break your neck
You do please me, runnin' burs while I take it easy
as you do whatever, live your life just to please me
These buster-ass niggaz make the so easy
(He was fucking me?) for
[Mr Khop]
If I was fucking you, I'd let the fuck too
Run up in the guts bust nuts and we're
Hey you
cooch screamin', cleanin'
Tag-teamin', semen (echo)
it low, put it in your grill cos you love me
With video footage of you giving nigga (got you)
Hold it till you've off the bitched and got got
And one to smoke, grab my shit and shake my spot

(Chorus)

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

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