Luyện nghe bài hát If/Then

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

(REPEAT 2X)

verses,
Motherfuckers won't even make it to the
They'll find you and yo bitch in the Angeles National Forest
Anything you can do, I it done before, better,
But I can do you in 36
Enter you the Wu-Tang debut
Now who remains to the game?
Damn it wasn't you
Fools lay to fly rhymes but I terrorize airlines
My mind's a Glock 7 slippin' through the metal detectors
Ready to like baptism
It's rap pugilism when I be placin' 208 in one zone;
With microphones, I'm like the Runner hunting clones
I "Beat It" like one and a bad nose job
With more techniques than Lamaze
Ras still be drinkin' liquor brews
And continues the liquidation of
Wit' a drunken technique like Shun Di's kung fu on Virtua 2
See me son, I'm the one sportin' Dolce and
Peelin' bastard's wig back like cradle cap
You ain't no cap for rilla
And for who you to kill you need more God than Zilla
I breaks'em off a acrylic nails
me but you appear to be Presley (Press Lee) like Priscilla
And still disses, but this is 10% dis, 90% skill
So curses, foiled again like kisses
You're so-called vicious,
How they gonna be a menace when it no men in it?
Oh, womenaces (with clitorises)
In a new year, a new fear, and I'm
Let's play a friendly game of who can 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, these niggas' ass)
Watch me gamble for
And if I gotta pay the
come, easy go like Eric Wright
'Cause I used to get my fade wit a and a razor blade
With a 9800 back in the day
They say it takes 5000 to educate, 30,000 to
Gimme 5,000,000 in the lottery wit high cloggin' my artery
I'm not the boss hogg or the pimp and legalizin' hemp
Keep the on the streets
Fuck police on the creep three deep in a silver
And the black chief of
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 Webber in sudden death
'Cause you callin' for timeouts when you got no left
On some Highlander 'cause, son, there can only be one
And is flyin' faster than Ronald serves
Two all-beef patties on a seed bun
thorough - 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 wall emanates from my nostril
I pull bitches a hamstring and take out an MC like a tonsil
Forty buildin's horizontal
Within the confines of 33 and a margin mentally squabbin'
See, every time my lips it's a million man march
And my heart is a pit with a million skin heads
Daily I walk Hell smellin like Chanel but far from frail
I roll my clique like par-a-palegics
Confrontation conversation, exclamations
But the was deeper than a Louis Leaky excavation
Fools, you're makin' when the enemy is blaspheme
Guess we got some nuts in between like a motherfuckin' drag queen
But don't nobody wanna test though, ya niggas is
When I put the lead to your head like

(REPEAT 4X)