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 darts TL, tint DL, quick flash
Smooth as a baby's ass, addicts, murder mics like a savage
And MO30, bullet proof tuxedos, transactions, C-notes for the
'Bout our money, killa bees the honey, puttin' a sting
On warriors in the ring, get mashed out initiation face out

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

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 bars and cage
Fair exchange clicked ya bow wid ya

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

And hoes takin' off they draws, y'all, niggas, knowin' the half
Everywhere I go, like I'm runnin' from crash, my intention
To smash plex on elevators
Sacked a a haters crime raider on the fader

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

Now if you see me creepin' SC
Just walk on by, nigga, just on by
Before you up my high
you fuck 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 fuck up my
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 new era, new order
New terror, new torture, run up and extort ya, abort ya
Escort to the spot you and I met rep for combat

Where the bomb at, chop up on niggas, I been there
And done that catch a 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 face down mashed up, no stoppin' this
I'm most poppinest, to the left of monotonous
Mister Khopadopalous, blockin' this ya down tech potent
Any nigga second guessin' keep his face

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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