Luyện nghe bài hát If You See Me

Yeah, yeah, what the deal
you from?, BK, NYC, reppin' wid the DPG
Yeah, what the dealy, yo, yo, yo, yo,
else cool, the Wu-Tang is the best
Dogg the best

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

Block dropper, drama action I won an Oscar
Eye on me, feds spy on me, it's them in the choppers
That play the roof, ready to snipe, bulletproof
Ease up on the over proof, level head the

And leave ya for dead, fill fulla lead, incidents, accidents
No evidence, po-po innocent pays, I guess
It's the American ways, far from slaves, yet bars 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 niggas bustin' raps that ain't
I'm jerkin' the game, heavyweight pocket
Touch my niggas that's broke and hope niggas do the same
Pause, squeeze ya balls wid no down for the cause

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

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

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

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

Got the session on lock down, make way for the pound
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 physicians to the you and I met rep for combat

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

Ya found me in his wife face down mashed up, no this
I'm most poppinest, to the left of monotonous
Mister Khopadopalous, blockin' this hold ya down potent
Any second guessin' keep his face opened

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

Motherfuckin' small cat, beat wid pipes poles and
wid a small gat, run, and bust till his lungs collapse
And hit the corner pocket but strip his pockets
He a got caught in the mixture

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When I'm in the
walk on by, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my
Before you fuck up my
Before you fuck up my
Before you up my high

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

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