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
else cool, the Wu-Tang is the best
Dogg Pound's the

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

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

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

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

And hoes takin' off they draws, y'all, niggas, knowin' the half
I go, feel like I'm runnin' from crash, my intention
To smash fast on elevators
Sacked a hell a haters crime 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 where baby mom's stay

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

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
you fuck up my high

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm a 6-4 rap, 44 mag calicos and mass, double 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 fuck up my

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

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

Cats get it betta stand on they pivot
Life is from the business and pleasure, when you miss it
Oh well forget it wipe my pinkie when you kissed it
keep ya distance, so things was done deliberate

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

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

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
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, walk on by
Before you up my high
you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my
Before you up my high
Before you fuck up my
Fuck up my

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