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?)
Rhymes, Layzie Bone (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 and I drop and I spit and I shine
Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really do?
You ain't knowin 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 never STOP
When a POP
See the way I run it, and a nigga bitter
Y'all know when I do my thing and I
Bidi-boom with a and a BING!
Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta
Motherfucker better me KING!
With a passion and a lot of
See the way ya 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!
Then 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 make a nigga wanna bounce when I drop 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 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 suggest you listen whenever you hear the beat up in the buildin
Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo'

[Layzie
The we got plenty of flows;
From Cleveland, Ohio we on vogues
told me this record was only for pros
So gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose
Foes slammin them do's
My story they caught has never told
Sit while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze,
I'm young and'll never get old
Poppin a of Rosé 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
only where gangstas roll, so
Homie we smash around and we collide
Whoever wanna be foes, oh
O.G. status, still got money up under the
Nigga get it I'll stick like cactus,
so tall those niggas need ladders
Try to close but they never could match us
So us, we the masters
Y'all already how we do it on the clearly
Never we livin' on stretchers
to bet ya, when I twist and bust
Nigga come through Twist and Bust
Nigga been they know how to aim it
They my languange, "Adrenaline Rush"
Feminine niggas been on a rush
Back to the dust we the clutch
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 then
Disintegrate 'em or 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em,
I'm hot if you not check the
Mayday one Kay Slay, the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma
'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed 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
eat a bitch 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 out you and then I'mma stick '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 testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?
Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the
Things I be cause 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 Grigio
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
Cause kill it
And murder That'll wanna get it
When they wanna get up in it cause I be the
I'm a menace all the way up to the
Make an diminish
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 real thug shit!

can it be?
Rappers and thuggin on
None of 'em keepin it
Look at them calves, all of them wanna be
of 'em ready for beef
What me?
through the pain
Sorted the lames, keep it the
Skillful kill
My rhymin technique is impeccable
Anybody ever run up
Will get up in a hurry
Got a
hunt 'em for the come up
With a bang you better run the one until you permanently feel it
I live it, idiots gettin it
"The Originator," gotta keep it
Keep the fader for the
real for real
The thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite
On it cookin and it (ooh!)
Takin over the
Made of with your
Motherfucker recognize the Hugh Heff'in it
Doin what you never did at double time, triple president
nobody better in the residence
Through the crops, it ain't
Over the top, bringin the makin it pop
Got a old school banger you do the wop
Got a slugger make you diddy-bop
Ever incredible gotta 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 marry me
Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the
Make it hot, you can toast word to

Bone]
Just slipped through to spit real thug shit!