Luyện nghe bài hát '99 Live

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

Throw your 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 playin' niggas to get a buck, get a buck

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

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

I doublin' chips holdin' my own with the chrome double-grips
Up in the mix, caught a couple of vics when I to fight
But I ain't been scufflin' since this is as tough as it
leave nothin' with prints or you get blast
And chopped up and stuffed in the fridge
They not playin' me, I perfected this game A to Z
The ones I don't know will ropes to hands and knees

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

This shit'll never stop, as long as I live, I'ma forever
And stop right where they standin' when the biretta pop
My moms said I better not, but I had to
I said, "I'm bustin' mines, and ain't movin' at you"
She laughed too, like I was jokin', I'm chrome-totin'
I have a nigga in his home hopin' I don't blow his dome
I stay stoned, while I'm on the low, I'm copin'

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

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

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

Throw your 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 niggas just to get a buck, get a buck

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

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