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, Bone (who else?)
Twista, (I got ya)
There 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 and I shine
nigga what you really wanna do?
You ain't that I'm comin to take what's mine
Every I come to hit'cha
With a bit of killa
Better know that you can
See me little
I'm at the TOP
I will never
a nigga POP
See the way I run it, and a nigga bitter
Y'all when I do my thing and I bang
with a bomb and a BING!
Everybody know that when it to the shit I gotta spit
better crown 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 make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop in these streets, okay?
You shitty a get'cha gimmick
And I a lot of niggas live near a clinic
It really matter who you wanna ask about me
Cause I be the with it
While I'm givin you the final
With a lot of
See the way I
Everybody probably tellin you the same you don't really wanna come after!
Now I you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin
Trust me, this is not the for you to bring yo' children

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

Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the
Hit with 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 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 about to the do'
Cause I'm dope with the
Never know how flow was the
eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'
So is the poem, I'm never 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 coat
This be the for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin
And if you keep testin me you gon' be a beatin and bruisin - what's up?
at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular
Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so 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 when you be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak
Now you not to send me no beat
Cause kill it
And murder anybody wanna get it
they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest
I'm a menace all the way up to the
Make an diminish
When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be up on the
hip-hop, the shit don't stop

[Layzie
Just slipped through to spit some real shit!

can it be?
Rappers and thuggin on
None of 'em it street
Look at calves, all of them wanna be bulls
None of 'em for beef
What me?
Been through the
Sorted the lames, keep it the
Skillful kill
My rhymin is impeccable still
Anybody wanna run up
Will get up in a hurry
Got a
hunt 'em for the come up
With a bang you run from the one until you permanently feel it
I will it, idiots gettin it
"The Originator," gotta keep it
Keep the for the haters
real for real
The all-time thriller, rockin 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 double time, triple shot
nobody better in the residence
Through the crops, it ain't
the top, bringin the soul makin it pop
Got a old school banger you do the wop
Got a Louisville slugger you diddy-bop
Ever incredible gotta keep it way of you
Screamin at my niggas in the clink federal
No trip, no
I call the lick now I'm up like
Spit words from the brain like
If hip-hop was a broad marry me
Gotta it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter
Make it hot, you can toast word to

[Layzie
Just slipped through to some real thug shit!