Luyện nghe bài hát Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Freestyle

[kane] where's 2pac and biggie ?
*Crowd nuts*
[scoob] yeah, (Yeah!)
keep it goin!
[Kane] cee..
Yo scoob, you set it off and get down 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, it, check it, check it
This for the motherfuckin record
Here we we here we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a motherfuckin
Chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang
niggaz can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know they hang
give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break north
Don't make me get my gun and blow your head off
again, niggaz know my style, God dammit
Unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and me slam it
Hard shaquille, oh you better kneel
you see me comin, big scoob got em runnin
Sex when I flex I wreck on the world tour
With in my pockets big like the biscuits, in cb4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough
They wouldn't pick you if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better by me
I'll do you like the first in menace ii society
Like hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll shoot a hole in toe
I'll make you jump like the house of
Bang bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz hang, niggaz can't hang
Bang biggy biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

[kane] biggie smalls, why don't you do it?

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

I got seven mack 11's, about 38's
9's, ten mack tens, the shits never ends
You can't my riches
Even if you had mc hammer and them 357
Biggie smalls; the millionaire, the mansion, the
The two weed spots, the two hot
how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head, the bread and the lamb spread
Little got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might christmas
I tote guns, I number runs
I give the runs drippin
When I throw my clip in the ak, I slay far away
Everybody hit the
My flow's remarkable, peace to matteo
Now we weed like Tony montana sniffed the llello
crazy blunts, mad l's
My voice excels the avenue to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm droppin shit like a
I you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening

[tupac] biggie smalls!
[kane] what you do with it tupac?

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