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)
they go, take the shot!
the shot! DAMN!

[Busta
When I and I hop and I skip and I rhyme
And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I
Ay-ay-ay what you really wanna do?
You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take mine
Every time I come to
With a bit of killa
know that you can never-never
See me little
I'm at the TOP
I will STOP
When a POP
See the way I run it, and a nigga bitter
Y'all know I do my thing and I bang
Bidi-boom a bomb and a BING!
Everybody that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit
Motherfucker better me KING!
With a and a lot of action
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 know what a nigga do all day
Count bread a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?
You with a get'cha gimmick
And I hope a lot of niggas near a clinic
It really matter who you wanna ask about me
Cause I be the fiercest it
While I'm givin you the final
a lot of laughter
See the way I
Everybody probably tellin you the same you don't really wanna come after!
Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the up in the buildin
Trust me, is not the place for you to bring yo' children

Bone]
The B-O-N-E we got of flows;
From Cleveland, Ohio we on vogues
They me this record was only for pros
So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I
Foes slammin Cadillac do's
My story they caught has been told
Sit back while I'm tellin this we blaze,
I'm young and'll never get old
Poppin a of Rosé when I rolls,
Smell the aroma, follow your nose
We thug on the corner from night the sun up
You run up get done up, I'll let it
Blow only where roll, so
we smash around and we crash collide
Whoever wanna be foes, oh
O.G. status, got money up under the mattress
Nigga come get it I'll like cactus,
Money so tall those niggas ladders
Try to come close but they could match us
So catch us, we the
Y'all already how we do it on the clearly
Never compare we on stretchers
Willin to bet ya, when I and bust
Nigga come through Twist and Bust
Nigga famous they know how to aim it
They my languange, "Adrenaline Rush"
Feminine niggas that on a rush
Back to the dust we winnin the
slipped through to spit some real thug shit!

Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the
Hit them the venom and then I'mma
Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em I hate 'em,
I'm hot if you not check the
Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and
Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a or
Do and I'm to get dinner
I'm about to the do'
I'm dope with the flow
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 I'mma 'em, you know we can go
I'm so go get your coat
This be the for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin
And if you keep testin me you be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?
Look at the mojo and at the swag, and look at all the vernacular
I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula
Oops I Blackula when I'm attackin ya
Pullin up on 'em up in the new
Or new Panamera or new with the Pinot Grigio seats
I see you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak
Now you know not to me no beat
Cause I'mma it
And anybody That'll wanna get it
When wanna get up in it cause I be the realest
I'm a all the way up to the finish
Make an enemy
I get up in the battle even if it gotta be up on the block
2010 hip-hop, the shit stop

Bone]
Just slipped through to spit some thug shit!

can it be?
Rappers and on beats
None of 'em it street
Look at them calves, all of wanna be bulls
None of 'em for beef
What me?
through the pain
Sorted the lames, keep it the
syllables 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 better run from the one until you feel it
I live it, idiots gettin it
"The Originator," gotta it greater
Keep the for the haters
Nigga real for
The all-time thriller, ready the death of it definite
On it and cheffin it (ooh!)
over the world
Made of with your
Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh it
Doin what you never did at time, triple shot president
nobody better in the residence
Through the crops, it ain't
the top, bringin the soul makin it pop
Got a old banger make you do the wop
Got a Louisville slugger make you
incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you
Screamin at my in the clink doin federal
No trip, no
I call the now I'm up like anti-gravity
Spit words from the brain charity
If hip-hop was a broad marry me
Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, get the butter
Make it hot, you can toast word to

Bone]
Just slipped through to some real thug shit!