Luyện nghe bài hát Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Freestyle

[kane] where's 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, it, check it, check it
This for the motherfuckin record
Here we here we here we go, we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a flow
Chitty chitty bang bang, I bang bang
Motherfuckin niggaz hang
Well oh no, at the cloud, it's gonna rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm niggaz know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, give me no backtalk, yeah break north
Don't me get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off
again, niggaz know my style, God dammit
Unless it's on the cut so me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard like shaquille, oh you kneel
you see me comin, big scoob got em runnin
Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the world
With dough in my pockets big 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 the first part in menace ii society
cypress hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll a hole in your toe
I'll make you like the house of pain
Bang bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, can't hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin can't hang..

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

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

I got mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the never ends
You touch my riches
Even if you had mc hammer and 357 bitches
smalls; the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot
That's how I got the weed
I shot in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Little gotti got the to your body
So don't resist, or you might christmas
I guns, I make number runs
I give mc's the runs
When I throw my clip in the ak, I from far away
Everybody hit the
My flow's remarkable, peace to matteo
Now we smoke weed like montana sniffed the llello
That's blunts, mad l's
My voice excels the avenue to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm droppin shit like a
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they

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

Yeah where the thugs at?
Throw your middle finger
We do this shit like this
I thank the for my many blessings, never stressin
Keep a vest for protection, the barrel of a smith & wesson
And all my in the pen, here 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 down the block, hittin corners
like a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna
And no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways
Thug motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the cops put they lights on, chase me
Zig zaggin through the freeway, me nigga
In a speed chase with the law
The realest motherfucker that you saw