Luyện nghe bài hát Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Freestyle

[kane] where's 2pac and biggie ?
goes nuts*
[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.. that ill
one two.. one two.. one two..
[Scoob] Brooklyn.. jfk, all my niggaz, richie,
to get wreck, ahhhhhhhh-iight? 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 a motherfuckin flow
chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin niggaz can't
Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know they hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break
Don't make me get my gun and blow your head off
Once again, know my style, God dammit
it's on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard like shaquille, oh you better
you see me comin, big scoob got em runnin
Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the world
dough in my pockets big like the biscuits, in cb4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough
They pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you walk by me
do you like the first part in menace ii society
Like hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll shoot a in your toe
I'll make you jump the house of pain
Bang biggy bang bang bang
can't hang, niggaz can't hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin can't hang..

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

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

I got seven mack 11's, about 38's
Nine 9's, ten tens, the shits never ends
You can't touch my
if you had mc hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot
That's how I got the spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb
Little gotti got the shotty to body
So don't resist, or you might miss
I tote guns, I make number
I mc's the runs drippin
When I throw my clip in the ak, I slay far away
hit the d-e-c-k
My flow's remarkable, peace to matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony montana the llello
crazy blunts, mad l's
My voice excels from the avenue to jail
Oh my god, I'm shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at christening

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

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