Luyện nghe bài hát Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Freestyle

[kane] where's 2pac and smalls? ?
*Crowd nuts*
yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!)
[Scoob] it goin!
[Kane] cee..
Yo scoob, you set it off and let's get for the crown
[scoob] let the place.. rock.. that ill
one two.. one two.. one two..
[Scoob] Brooklyn.. jfk, all my niggaz, richie,
Ready to get wreck, uhhh!
shit!
go scoob!

Check it, check it, check it, it
here for the motherfuckin record
Here we we here we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I a motherfuckin flow
Chitty chitty bang bang, I bang bang
Motherfuckin niggaz can't
Well oh no, look at the cloud, gonna rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah north
make me get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off
Once again, niggaz know my style, God
Unless it's on the cut so me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard shaquille, oh you better kneel
When you see me comin, big got em runnin
Sex I flex I catch wreck on the world tour
With dough in my pockets big the biscuits, in cb4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough
They wouldn't you even if you had a afro
So try me, you better walk by me
I'll do you like the first part in menace ii
Like cypress hill, yo, I'm
I'll shoot a hole in toe
I'll make you like the house of pain
Bang biggy bang bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, niggaz can't hang..

biggie smalls, why don't you come do it?

b.i.g.]
One two, one two, gonna do it like
Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn at
Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn at
We do it like this
you're ready, check it

I got seven mack 11's, about eight
Nine 9's, ten tens, the shits never ends
You touch my riches
if you had mc hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie smalls; the millionaire, the mansion, the
The two spots, the two hot glocks
That's how I got the weed
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb
Little gotti got the to your body
So don't resist, or you might christmas
I tote guns, I make number
I give mc's the runs
When I throw my in the ak, I slay from far away
hit the d-e-c-k
My slow flow's remarkable, peace to
Now we smoke weed like Tony montana sniffed the
crazy blunts, mad l's
My voice excels from the to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, babies at they christening

[tupac] motherfuckin smalls!
[kane] what you gonna do with it

Yeah where the thugs at?
Throw motherfuckin middle finger
We gonna do this shit this
I the lord for my many blessings, never stressin
Keep a for protection, from the barrel of a smith & wesson
And all my in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nuttin us from a mack-10
Born in the as a hustler, told ya
A straight soldier, at the bustaz
No how you try, niggaz never die
We retaliate with hate, then we multiply
You see me down the block, hittin corners
Mobbin a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna
And ain't no stoppin at the red lights, I'm
life motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the put they lights on, chase me nigga
Zig zaggin the freeway, race me nigga
In a high speed chase the law
The realest motherfucker that you saw