Luyện nghe bài hát If/Then

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

(REPEAT 2X)

verses,
Motherfuckers won't even it to the chorus
They'll find you and yo bitch buried in the National Forest
Anything you can do, I heard it before, better,
But I can do you in 36
Enter you like the Wu-Tang
Now who remains true to the
Damn it wasn't you
Fools lay claim to fly but I terrorize airlines
My mind's a porcelain Glock 7 slippin' through the detectors
Ready to like baptism
It's rap when I be placin' 208 bones in one zone;
With microphones, I'm like the Runner hunting clones
I "Beat It" like one and a bad nose job
With more breathin than Lamaze
Ras be drinkin' malt liquor brews
And continues the of crews
Wit' a drunken like Shun Di's kung fu on Virtua Fighter 2
See me son, I'm the one Dolce and Gabbana
Peelin' this bastard's wig back cradle cap
You no cap peela for rilla
And for who you desire to kill you need more God than
I breaks'em off like a acrylic
Test me but you to be Presley (Press Lee) like Priscilla
And still disses, but this is 10% dis, 90% skill
So curses, foiled again like kisses
so-called vicious, although
How they gonna be a when it ain't no men in it?
Oh, they (with clitorises)
In a new year, a new fear, and I'm
Let's play a game of who can ruin who's career
I'm a Killafornia B-boy, you like one of Heavy D's
Got fallin' off the stage like they 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 to get my fade wit a comb and a razor blade
With a 9800 back in the day
say it takes 5000 to educate, 30,000 to incarcerate
Gimme 5,000,000 in the lottery wit high cholesterol cloggin' my
I'm not the boss hogg or the pimp and legalizin' hemp
the profit on the streets
Fuck police on the creep three in a silver Caprice
And the black of police
No justice, no
Verbally, I'm takin off from the
With my in your face like Scottie Pippen
As opposed to flippin'
So kill game like Webber in sudden death
'Cause you callin' for timeouts when you got no left
On some shit 'cause, son, there can only be one
And heads is flyin' faster than Ronald
Two patties on a sesame seed bun
thorough - duh do do do, duh do duh do do
I wanna it to you all night long just like the Mary Jane Girls
(AAALLL LONG!) (LAUGHTER) (Niggas ain't shit!!!)
A wall emanates from my nostril
I pull like a hamstring and take out an MC like a tonsil
Forty story buildin's
Within the of 33 lines and a margin mentally squabbin'
See, every time my lips part it's a man march
And my heart is a pit with a million skin heads
Daily I walk through Hell smellin like Chanel but far from
I roll my clique like par-a-palegics
Confrontation conversation, catch-22
But the explanation was deeper a Louis Leaky excavation
Fools, you're makin' peace the enemy is blaspheme
Guess we got some nuts hangin' in between a motherfuckin' drag queen
But don't nobody wanna test though, ya niggas is
When I put the lead to your head Destro

(REPEAT 4X)