Luyện nghe bài hát 60 Second Assassins

[Intro: Kay
(what's up Slay?)
I need you to a hit for me (talk to me)
suspects (who?)
Busta Rhymes, Layzie (who else?)
Twista, (I got ya)
There they go, the shot!
the shot! DAMN!

[Busta
I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme
And I dumb and I and I spit and I shine
Ay-ay-ay nigga you really wanna do?
You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's
Every I come to hit'cha
With a little bit of
know that you can never-never
See me nigga
I'm at the TOP
I will never
a nigga POP
See the way I run it, and leave a bitter
Y'all when I do my thing and I bang
Bidi-boom with a and a BING!
Everybody know that it comes to the shit I gotta spit
Motherfucker crown me KING!
With a passion and a lot of
See the way ya 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!
they wanna ask him
How a smash 'em
See the way ya 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!
Now you gotta know a nigga do all day
Count make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?
You shitty with a gimmick
And I hope a lot of live near a clinic
It don't really matter who you wanna ask me
I be the fiercest with it
While I'm givin you the chapter
a lot of laughter
See the way I
Everybody tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!
Now I you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin
Trust me, is not the place for you to bring yo' children

[Layzie
The B-O-N-E we got of flows;
Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues
They told me record was only for pros
So Layzie get in M.V.P. I suppose
Foes slammin Cadillac do's
My story they has never been told
Sit while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze,
Forever I'm and'll never get old
Poppin a bottle of when I rolls,
Smell the aroma, just your nose
We thug on the from night 'til the sun up
You run up get done up, let it explode
Blow only where roll, so
Homie we smash around and we crash
don't wanna be foes, oh
O.G. status, still got money up the mattress
Nigga come get it I'll like cactus,
Money so tall those need ladders
Try to come close but they never match us
So catch us, we the
Y'all already how we do it on the clearly
Never we livin' on stretchers
Willin to bet ya, when I and bust
Nigga come through with Twist and
Nigga been famous they how to aim it
They my languange, "Adrenaline Rush"
Feminine niggas that on a rush
Back to the we winnin the clutch
Just slipped through to some real thug shit!

Now I be the on the island, country or on the peninsula
Hit them with the venom and then
Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I 'em,
I'm hot if you not the temperature
Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the and I'mma
Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed a Phantom or
Do and I'm to get dinner
I'm about to the do'
I'm dope with the flow
Never how flow was the 'dro
I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for mo'
So long is the poem, I'm no ho
You can go the portfolio
Kay Slay 'em just knocked the fuck out you and then I'mma stick 'em, you we can go
I'm cold so go get your
This be the season for niggas that's and snoozin
And if you keep me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?
Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and at all the vernacular
Things I be doin cause stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula
Oops I mean Blackula I'm attackin ya
up on 'em up in the new Acura
Or new or new Superleggera with the Pinot Grigio seats
I see when you niggas be hatin, so the time when you see me don't speak
Now you know not to send me no
Cause kill it
And murder anybody That'll get it
When wanna get up in it cause I be the realest
I'm a menace all the way up to the
Make an enemy
When I get up in the even if it gotta be up on the block
2010 hip-hop, the shit don't

[Layzie
Just slipped to spit some real thug shit!

can it be?
Rappers and thuggin on
None of 'em it street
Look at them calves, all of them wanna be
None of 'em for beef
What me?
Been through the
the lames, keep it the same
Skillful kill
My rhymin is impeccable still
Anybody ever run up
Will get up in a hurry
Got a
I'mma 'em for the come up
With a bang you run from the one until you permanently feel it
I will live it, idiots it
"The Originator," keep it greater
Keep the for the haters
real for real
The all-time thriller, rockin the death of it definite
On it cookin and it (ooh!)
over the world
Made of your girl
Motherfucker recognize the nigga Heff'in it
Doin what you did at double time, triple shot president
Ain't better in the residence
Through the crops, it stop
Over the top, the soul makin it pop
Got a old school make you do the wop
Got a Louisville slugger make you
Ever incredible keep it way ahead of you
Screamin at my in the clink doin federal
No trip, no
I call the lick now I'm up like
Spit words from the like charity
If hip-hop was a broad she'd me
Gotta it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter
Make it hot, you can toast to mother

Bone]
Just through to spit some real thug shit!