Luyện nghe bài hát If/Then

If bitches ain't but hoes and tricks,
Then niggas shit but hoes with dicks

(REPEAT 2X)

verses,
Motherfuckers won't even it to the chorus
They'll find you and yo bitch buried in the Angeles National
you can do, I heard it done before, better,
But I can do you in 36
Enter you the Wu-Tang debut
Now who remains to the game?
Damn shame it you
lay claim to fly rhymes but I terrorize airlines
My mind's a porcelain Glock 7 through the metal detectors
Ready to like baptism
It's rap pugilism when I be 208 bones in one zone;
With microphones, I'm like the Blade Runner hunting
I "Beat It" like one and a bad nose job
With more breathin than Lamaze
Ras still be drinkin' malt liquor
And continues the liquidation of
Wit' a drunken technique like Shun Di's fu on Virtua Fighter 2
See me son, I'm the one sportin' and Gabbana
Peelin' this bastard's wig back cradle cap
You ain't no cap peela for
And for who you desire to kill you need God than Zilla
I off like a acrylic nails
Test me but you appear to be Presley (Press Lee) Priscilla
And still disses, but this is 10% dis, 90% skill
So curses, foiled like Hershey's kisses
You're so-called vicious,
How they gonna be a menace it ain't no men in it?
Oh, womenaces (with clitorises)
In a new year, a new fear, and I'm
Let's play a friendly of who can ruin who's career
I'm a B-boy, you like one of Heavy D's boys
Got niggas fallin' off the stage like was Trouble T-Roy

(REPEAT 4X)

(Hey, whip niggas' ass)
me gamble for paradise
And if I gotta pay the
Easy come, easy go like Eric
'Cause I used to get my wit a comb and a razor blade
With a Module back in the day
They say it takes 5000 to educate, 30,000 to
5,000,000 in the lottery wit high cholesterol cloggin' my artery
I'm not the boss hogg or the pimp and legalizin' hemp
the profit on the streets
Fuck police on the creep three deep in a Caprice
And the chief of police
No justice, no
Verbally, I'm takin off from the
With my in your face like Scottie Pippen
As opposed to chickens
So kill game like Chris Webber in death
'Cause you callin' for timeouts when you got no time
On some Highlander shit 'cause, son, can only be one
And is flyin' faster than Ronald serves
Two all-beef on a sesame seed bun
Real - duh do do do, duh do duh do do
I wanna give it to you all long just like the Mary Jane Girls
(AAALLL NIIIGHT LONG!) (LAUGHTER) (Niggas shit!!!)
A bloodstained emanates from my nostril
I pull bitches like a hamstring and take out an MC a tonsil
Forty story buildin's
the confines of 33 lines and a margin mentally squabbin'
See, every time my lips it's a million man march
And my heart is a pit with a skin heads moshin'
Daily I walk Hell smellin like Chanel but far from frail
I roll with my like par-a-palegics
Confrontation conversation, catch-22
But the explanation was deeper a Louis Leaky excavation
Fools, you're makin' peace when the is blaspheme
Guess we got some nuts hangin' in between like a drag queen
But don't nobody wanna though, ya niggas is petro
When I put the lead to your head Destro

(REPEAT 4X)