Luyện nghe bài hát 60 Second Assassins

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

[Busta
I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme
And I dumb and I drop and I and I shine
Ay-ay-ay nigga what you wanna do?
You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's
Every I come to hit'cha
a little bit of killa
Better know that you can
See me nigga
I'm at the TOP
I will STOP
When a POP
See the way I run it, and leave a bitter
Y'all know I do my thing and I bang
Bidi-boom with a and a BING!
Everybody know when it comes to the shit I gotta spit
Motherfucker crown me KING!
a passion and a lot of action
See the way ya 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!
they wanna ask him
How a nigga '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 bread a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?
You shitty with a gimmick
And I a lot of niggas live near a clinic
It don't really who you wanna ask about me
Cause I be the with it
While I'm you the final chapter
With a lot of
See the way I
Everybody probably you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!
Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the
Trust me, this is not the place for you to yo' children

[Layzie
The we got plenty of flows;
From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on
They me this record was only for pros
So Layzie get in M.V.P. I suppose
Foes slammin them do's
My story they has never been told
Sit back while I'm tellin thuggish we blaze,
Forever I'm and'll never get old
a bottle of Rosé when I rolls,
Smell the aroma, just follow your
We thug on the corner from night the sun up
You run up get up, I'll let it explode
only where gangstas roll, so
Homie we smash around and we collide
don't wanna be foes, oh
O.G. status, got money up under the mattress
Nigga come get it I'll stick cactus,
Money so tall those need ladders
Try to come close but they never could us
So catch us, we the
already know how we do it on the clearly
Never we livin' on stretchers
Willin to bet ya, I twist and bust
Nigga through with Twist and Bust
Nigga been they know how to aim it
spittin my languange, "Adrenaline Rush"
Feminine niggas been on a rush
Back to the dust we winnin the
Just slipped to spit some real thug shit!

Now I be the coldest on the island, or on the peninsula
Hit them with the venom and I'mma
Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I 'em,
I'm hot if you not the temperature
one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma
Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide like a Phantom or
Do and I'm about to get
I'm to open the do'
Cause I'm dope with the
Never know how flow was the
I'mma eat a up and I hope for some mo'
So long is the poem, I'm no ho
You can go check the
Kay Slay 'em just knocked the fuck out you and then stick 'em, you know we can go
I'm cold so go get your
This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and
And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - up?
at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular
Things I be doin I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula
I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya
Pullin up on 'em up in the new
Or new Panamera or new Superleggera with the Pinot seats
I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't
Now you know not to me no beat
Cause kill it
And murder That'll wanna get it
When they get up in it cause I be the realest
I'm a all the way up to the finish
Make an diminish
When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be up on the
2010 hip-hop, the don't stop

[Layzie
Just slipped through to spit real thug shit!

can it be?
Rappers and thuggin on
None of 'em it street
at them calves, all of them wanna be bulls
None of 'em ready for
What me?
through the pain
Sorted the lames, keep it the
Skillful kill
My rhymin technique is impeccable
Anybody wanna run up
Will get up in a hurry
Got a
I'mma hunt 'em for the up
With a bang you better run from the one you permanently feel it
I will live it, idiots it
"The Originator," keep it greater
Keep the fader for the
real for real
The thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite
On it cookin and it (ooh!)
Takin the world
Made of with girl
Motherfucker the nigga Hugh Heff'in it
Doin what you never did at time, triple shot president
Ain't nobody better in the
Through the crops, it stop
Over the top, bringin the makin it pop
Got a old school banger you do the wop
Got a Louisville slugger make you
Ever gotta keep it way ahead of you
Screamin at my in the clink doin federal
No trip, no
I the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity
Spit words from the brain charity
If hip-hop was a broad she'd me
Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the
it hot, you can toast word to mother

[Layzie
Just slipped through to some real thug shit!