Luyện nghe bài hát '99 Live

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

your 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 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 a fuck
Bitches playin' niggas just to get a buck, get a

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

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

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

This shit'll stop, as long as I live, I'ma forever rock
And stop niggas right where they standin' the biretta pop
My moms said I better not, but I had to
I said, "I'm bustin' mines, and ain't nobody at you"
She too, like I was jokin', when I'm chrome-totin'
I have a in his home hopin' 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 had a bone broken
It's tragic how I rap shit my own potion
From here to Hoboken I was trains with no token
Now I'm on stage, they say I'm show-boatin' my flow
it's mixed in raw spell it backwards, it's 'War' the gat spits
You back flip through the door I kill 'em all, Squadian style
I only get down with the crown, partyin' wild, you heard me

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

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 niggas just to get a buck, get a buck

Throw your hands up, my niggas in the cut
Fut your up, if you got love say
"Nigga, nigga what" like you give a fuck
Bitches niggas just to get a buck, get a buck

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 niggas just to get a buck, get a buck

Now from B-K, throw 'em up
Now from New Jerz, throw 'em up
Now from Q-B, throw 'em up
Now everybody the B-X, throw 'em up
Now from Staten Island, throw 'em up
To all my partners from side, throw 'em up
Now everybody the East Coast, throw '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
almost over, baby right