Luyện nghe bài hát 60 Second Assassins

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

[Busta
When I come and I hop and I skip and I
And I and I drop and I spit and I shine
nigga what you really wanna do?
You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take mine
time I come to hit'cha
With a bit of killa
Better know you can never-never
See me little
I'm at the TOP
I will never
a nigga POP
See the way I run it, and leave a nigga
know when I do my thing and I bang
Bidi-boom with a 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 nigga 'em
See the way ya have 'em, 'EM TO IT!
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!
Now you gotta know a nigga do all day
Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I heat in these streets, okay?
You shitty with a get'cha
And I hope a lot of niggas 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 final
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 for you to bring yo' children

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

Now I be the on the island, country or on the peninsula
Hit them with the venom and I'mma
Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em I hate '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 dressed like a or
Do and I'm about to get
I'm about to the do'
I'm dope with the flow
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 knocked the fuck out you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go
I'm cold so go get coat
be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin
And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a and bruisin - what's up?
Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and at all the vernacular
Things I be 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 Superleggera with the Pinot Grigio
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 I'mma it
And murder anybody wanna get it
When they get up in it cause I be the realest
I'm a menace all the way up to the
an enemy diminish
When I get up in the battle if it gotta be up on the block
2010 hip-hop, the shit don't

Bone]
Just slipped through to spit some real shit!

can it be?
Rappers and on beats
None of 'em keepin it
Look at calves, all of them wanna be bulls
of 'em ready for beef
What me?
Been the pain
Sorted the lames, keep it the
syllables kill
My rhymin technique is still
Anybody ever run up
get done up in a hurry
Got a
I'mma hunt 'em for the up
a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it
I will live it, gettin it
"The Originator," gotta it greater
the fader for the haters
Nigga real for
The thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite
On it cookin and it (ooh!)
Takin over the
Made of with girl
recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it
Doin what you never did at double time, shot president
Ain't better in the residence
Through the crops, it ain't
Over the top, the soul makin it pop
Got a old school make you do the wop
Got a Louisville slugger you diddy-bop
Ever incredible gotta keep it way 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 was a broad she'd marry me
Gotta keep it gutter, get the bread, gotta get the butter
Make it hot, you can toast word to

[Layzie
Just through to spit some real thug shit!