Luyện nghe bài hát '99 Live

Don't be of this
Terror
Don't be of this
That's right, that's
Prospecto, me here now

your hands up, my live niggas in the cut
Fut triggers up, if you got love say
"Nigga, nigga what" you don't give a fuck
Bitches playin' just to get a buck, get a buck

Throw your hands up, my live in the cut
Fut triggers up, if you got love say
"Nigga, nigga what" you don't give a fuck
playin' niggas just to get a buck, get a buck

Yo, the P R O S P E C T, I'm a thug you can't PH.D. me
Catch me in the back of the club it up
of nigga to get drunk and piss in your cup
Listen up to it is, know a lotta mamis lovin' the triz
And some, they tryin' to it off right in front of the kids
Before I about coming to cribs, I be lugging my glitz so big
On the waist it be rubbing my ribs, it's dangerous fuckin' with this

I been doublin' chips holdin' my own with the double-grips
Up in the mix, a couple of vics when I used to fight
But I ain't scufflin' since this is as tough as it gets
Never nothin' with prints or you get blast
And you're chopped up and in the fridge
They not playin' me, I this game from A to Z
The ones I know will need ropes to hands and knees

Throw your up, my live niggas in the cut
Fut your triggers up, if you got say
"Nigga, nigga what" like you give a fuck
Bitches playin' niggas to get a buck, get a buck

your hands up, my live niggas in the cut
Fut your triggers up, if you got say
"Nigga, nigga what" you don't give a fuck
Bitches playin' niggas to get a buck, get a buck

This shit'll never stop, as long as I live, forever rock
And stop niggas right where standin' when the biretta pop
My said I better not, but knew I had to
I said, "I'm bustin' mines, and nobody movin' at you"
She too, like I was jokin', when I'm chrome-totin'
I have a nigga in his home I don't blow his dome open
I stay stoned, smokin' while I'm on the low, I'm

A cool guy, but at times you me Tone-Locin'
Been through a lotta shit, but never had a bone
It's tragic how I rap shit my own potion
From here to Hoboken I was hoppin' trains with no
Now I'm on stage, say I'm show-boatin' my flow potent
'Cause it's mixed in raw spell it backwards, it's 'War' the gat
You back flip the door I kill 'em all, Terror Squadian style
I only get down the crown, only partyin' wild, you heard me

Throw your up, my live niggas in the cut
Fut triggers up, if you got love say
"Nigga, nigga what" you don't give a fuck
Bitches niggas just to get a buck, get a buck

Throw hands up, my live niggas in the cut
Fut your up, if you got love say
"Nigga, nigga what" you don't give a fuck
Bitches niggas just to get a buck, get a buck

Throw your hands up, my niggas in the cut
Fut triggers up, if you got love say
"Nigga, what" like you don't give a fuck
Bitches playin' niggas just to get a buck, get a

Throw your hands up, my live in the cut
Fut your triggers up, if you got say
"Nigga, nigga what" like you don't give a
Bitches playin' niggas to get a buck, get a buck

Now from B-K, throw 'em up
Now everybody New Jerz, throw 'em up
Now from Q-B, throw 'em up
Now everybody from the B-X, 'em up
Now everybody Staten Island, throw 'em up
To all my from West side, throw 'em up
Now everybody from the East Coast, 'em up
If you Dirty like the South, 'em up, you better throw 'em up

My man Big Pun, hit 'em up
My man Crack, hit 'em up
The whole squad hit 'em up
The thoroughbreds, we hit 'em up
Prospect, '99
It's almost over, baby