Luyện nghe bài hát 60 Second Assassins

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

[Busta
I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme
And I and I drop and I spit and I shine
nigga what you really wanna do?
You knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine
time 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 STOP
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 comes to the shit I gotta
Motherfucker crown me KING!
a passion and a lot of action
See the way ya 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!
Then they 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 drop heat in streets, okay?
You shitty a get'cha gimmick
And I hope a lot of niggas near a clinic
It don't really who you wanna ask about me
I be the fiercest with it
While I'm givin you the final
a lot of laughter
See the way I
Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you really wanna come after!
Now I you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin
Trust me, this is not the place for you to yo' children

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

Now I be the on the island, country or on the peninsula
Hit them with the and then I'mma
Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, 'em cause 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 I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom or
Do and I'm to get dinner
I'm to open the do'
Cause I'm with the flow
Never know how 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 I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go
I'm cold so go get coat
This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and
And if you testin me you gon' be catchin 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 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 Panamera or new Superleggera the Pinot Grigio seats
I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't
Now you not to send me no beat
I'mma kill it
And anybody That'll wanna get it
When they wanna get up in it cause I be the
I'm a all the way up to the finish
Make an enemy
When I get up in the battle even if it be up on the block
2010 hip-hop, the shit don't

[Layzie
Just slipped through to spit real thug 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
the lames, keep it the same
Skillful syllables
My rhymin technique is still
Anybody wanna run up
get done 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
Nigga real for
The all-time thriller, ready the death of it definite
On it and cheffin it (ooh!)
Takin over the
Made of your girl
Motherfucker recognize the Hugh Heff'in it
Doin you never did at double time, triple shot president
nobody better in the residence
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 you diddy-bop
incredible gotta 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 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
it hot, you can toast word to mother

[Layzie
Just slipped through to spit some real shit!