Luyện nghe bài hát If You See Me

Yeah, yeah, what the deal
Where you from?, BK, NYC, wid the DPG
Yeah, the dealy, yo, yo, yo, yo, LAFC
Everything cool, the Wu-Tang is the best
Dogg Pound's the

Mic accurate, trade darts TL, slight DL, quick flash
Smooth as a baby's ass, lyrical addicts, murder mics like a
And MO30, bullet proof tuxedos, transactions, C-notes for the
'Bout our money, killa bees love the honey, puttin' a
On in the ring, get mashed out initiation face slashed out

Block dropper, action like I won an Oscar
Eye on me, feds spy on me, it's cops in the choppers
That play the roof, to snipe, stay bulletproof
Ease up on the proof, level head the liable

And leave ya for dead, fill fulla lead, incidents, accidents
No evidence, po-po crime pays, I guess
It's the American ways, far from slaves, yet behind and cage
Fair clicked ya bow wid ya 12-guage

It's time for me to do this shit for all my hurtin'
See these other bustin' raps that ain't workin'
I'm jerkin' the game, pocket exchange
Touch my niggas that's broke and hope niggas do the same
Pause, ya balls wid no draws down for the cause

And hoes takin' off draws, y'all, niggas, ain't knowin' the half
Everywhere I go, feel like I'm runnin' crash, my intention
To smash fast on elevators
Sacked a a haters crime raider on the fader

I'm now, women hit me on my pager
While I'm puffin' on the Bombay, the way
Pimpin' in a calm way and one
Never let a bitch know your baby mom's stay

Now if you see me through SC
Just on by, nigga, just walk on by
you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my
Before you up my high

If you see me in the NYC
Just walk on by, nigga, just on by
Before you up my high
you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my

Got the session on lock down, make way for the cocked
Best to give it all you got now fool, for this new era, new
New terror, new torture, run up and ya, abort ya missions
Escort to the spot you and I met rep for combat

Where the bomb at, chop up on that niggas, I been
And that catch a contact by drainin', try trainin'
when you've perfected ya aimin', ready for a taming
And catch me at the spot wid this gashed up

Ya found me in his face down mashed up, no stoppin' this
I'm most poppinest, anything to the of monotonous
Mister Khopadopalous, blockin' this hold ya down tech
Any nigga guessin' keep his face opened

Check it out, got games, crackle, clash of the
Up against the crackin', come to you up, stuck you up
Niggas bust, lookin' like Kurupt, what the fuck you want?
All at you motherfucking fry small guy

Motherfuckin' small cat, beat wid pipes and bats
wid a small gat, run, and bust till his lungs collapse
And hit the corner pocket but first strip his
He shouldn't a got in the mixture

See I'm the type of to pull out the paintbrush
And the board and the and paint a picture
You shootin' and got shot, we shoot ya, Drex
Then pull pens to report to zoopers?

I'm a 6-4 rap, 44 mag and mass, double bags caught cash
Wid cash on cash dub new blocks
Baby S, El Drex, Kurupt, Trigga and Khop

you see me wid the DPG
Just on by, nigga, just walk on by
you fuck up my high
Before you up my high
Before you up my high

And if you see me in the ING
Just walk on by, nigga, walk on by
Before you up my high
Before you fuck up my
Before you up my high
you fuck up my high

Yo, yo, seizures, coming from the black Johnny Fever
You bought your turn like Tina when Ike beat her
We kidnapped ya girl and ain't feed her she's a heavy
At this point you that you ain't really need her

Cats that get it betta stand on they
Life is rigid from the business and pleasure, when you it
Oh well forget it wipe my pinkie ring you kissed it
Couldn't ya distance, so things was done deliberate

A G-thing, cost cash is not a free thing
When we sing that's they bring the jealousy thing
But that alerts me, the low and wanna hurt me
They to the numbers on Robert Paris jersey

Blood thirsty ten O.Gs in black derbys, we throw
I got a arm Testa Verdy, it's Drex Andretti
The live lyrical compulsive, contact ya physician
For over dosage, you ya focus, realize what you get?

A little bit of shit and a lot of bullshit now you wounded
So you got what you earned
You fool wid the Drex it's like a tax return

I'm in the two-five
Just on by, just walk on by
you fuck up my high
Before you up my high
Before you up my high
Before you up my high

If you see me in the NYC
walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
Before you up my high
you fuck up my high
Before you up my high
Before you up my high
you fuck up my high
Fuck up my

All I wanna say, "Fuck niggas, man"
Yo, first of all, after all is over, we still all go to sleep
And we still wake up in the morning, so thanks to God
he loves us for real, for real