Luyện nghe bài hát If You See Me

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

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

Block dropper, drama like I won an Oscar
Eye on me, feds spy on me, them cops in the choppers
play the roof, ready to snipe, stay bulletproof
Ease up on the over proof, level head the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 ya, Drex Luthor
[unverified] Then pull pens to report to

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

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

And if you see me in the ING
walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my
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 heater turn like Tina when Ike beat her
We kidnapped ya girl and ain't feed her she's a bleeder
At point you realize that you ain't really need her

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

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

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

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

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

If you see me in the NYC
Just walk on by, nigga, just on by
Before you up my high
Before you up my high
Before you up my high
you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my
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 up in the morning, so give thanks to God
'Cause he us for real, for real