Luyện nghe bài hát Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Freestyle

[kane] where's 2pac and smalls? ?
*Crowd nuts*
[scoob] yeah, (Yeah!)
[Scoob] 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 here we here we go, we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a motherfuckin
Chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, gonna rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, give me no backtalk, yeah break north
Don't make me get my gun and 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 better
When you see me comin, big got em runnin
Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the tour
With in my pockets big like the biscuits, in cb4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm takin the
They wouldn't you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better by me
I'll do you the first part in menace ii society
cypress hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll shoot a hole in toe
I'll you jump like the house of pain
Bang biggy biggy 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, gonna do it like
Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn at
Where Brooklyn at, where at
We gonna do it like
Anytime you're ready, it

I got mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits ends
You can't touch my
Even if you had mc 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, the bread and the lamb spread
Little gotti got the shotty to your
So don't resist, or you miss christmas
I tote guns, I make number
I give the runs drippin
When I my clip in the ak, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the
My slow flow's remarkable, to matteo
Now we smoke weed 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 shit a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they

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

Yeah where the thugs at?
Throw motherfuckin middle finger
We gonna do shit like this
I thank the lord for my many blessings, stressin
Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a & wesson
And all my in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nuttin separatin us from a
Born in the as a hustler, told ya
A straight soldier, buckin at the
No matter how you try, niggaz die
We just with hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, hittin
Mobbin like a motherfucker, like I - wanna
And no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways
Thug life crime, pays!
Let the cops put they on, chase me nigga
Zig zaggin the freeway, race me nigga
In a high chase with the law
The realest motherfucker that you saw