Luyện nghe bài hát Live

South Bronx, New

Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,

I heard your CD is wack, wasn't fucking
Who's the nigga the big mouth?
I live [Incomprehensible] and bit off a lion's mouth
Your hype man sound like a bitch switch

niggas need to be around when my dick itch
Yo, TNT these niggas wild like they homo
But they trying to see me fuck it, I'm a up in a Ford van
Let these niggas know I'm a 'em a permanent suntan

Walk in your session
Damage your crew in the vocal
With a Smith and Wesson
Dr. Dooom on your pressing your girl
All with a fucking bomb

I'm a move the tattoos off all MCs
Let me a sandwich first with government cheese
Black got a new sawed-off
When them booty kids show up we gone blast ass off

Niggas be mean wide eyed smoking that dust
I'm a send Lou with a bazooka
Blow smoke in a tour bus, in a Caprice Classic
I got a wig on them, city boys ain't gon' all four of us

Jay and John fifty cousins from the Bolding family
We and amp G, what the fuck y'all talking about?
I'm moving a different
Grab the carbines under the couch

See you on the Ferris at Coney Island
I'm not gon' be
Magnum for your ass
Y'all see my face, fuck a mask

Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,

Smearing your with peanut butter and jelly
With pickles from the
Black shoe polish on glass table
I'm ready and

on the roof when the pay-per-view fight come on
Click off the cable, harass you to
Leaving poisoned sick rat around your toilet stool
While you ''fuck you''

I'm across the street Popeye's Cajun rice
In a station wagon hot beans
Taking a break back in the house

your Chihuahuas
Ex-lax with a hot bowl of Quaker
Leaving the front room, dropping
On your fur coat with a box

Watching the Mets shit
On your TV sets in the
You be able to watch a program
With remote for seventy hours

Check out your sore ribs, the screen is
starting to look green on Rap City
Take your receipt, give your wallet with nine bucks
Or your card to a retarded kid in a wheel-chair

up the street walking by the main avenue
I'm passing you with a leather that looks similar to yours
you, you looking at me, I'm a start walking behind you
Act I'm pantomiming you

to police men, chewing a arm
And joined by a and white squad car
With binoculars you very far
What's up

Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,
Is it live, live, live, live,