Luyện nghe bài hát Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Freestyle

[kane] 2pac and biggie smalls? ?
*Crowd goes
[scoob] yeah, (Yeah!)
keep it goin!
[Kane] cee..
Yo scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the
[scoob] let the place.. rock.. ill shit
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, it, check 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 bang bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, gonna rain
But I don't a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break
Don't me get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off
Once again, know my style, God dammit
Unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and me slam it
Hard like shaquille, oh you kneel
When you see me comin, big got em runnin
Sex I flex I catch wreck on the world tour
With dough in my 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 walk by me
I'll do you like the part in menace ii society
cypress hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll shoot a hole in toe
I'll make you like the house of pain
Bang biggy bang biggy bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz hang
Bang biggy bang bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

[kane] biggie smalls, why you come do it?

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

I got seven mack 11's, eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits ends
You touch my riches
if you had mc hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two spots, the two hot glocks
That's how I got the weed
I shot dread in the head, the bread and the lamb spread
gotti got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you miss christmas
I tote guns, I number runs
I mc's the runs drippin
When I throw my clip in the ak, I slay far away
Everybody hit the
My slow flow's remarkable, to matteo
Now we weed like Tony montana sniffed the llello
That's blunts, mad l's
My excels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm droppin like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin at they christening

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

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