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, fucking impressed
the nigga with the big mouth?
I live [Incomprehensible] and bit off with a lion's
Your man sound like a bitch that switch

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

Walk in studio session
Damage crew in the vocal booth
With a Smith and Wesson
Dr. on your intercom pressing your girl
All night with a fucking

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

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

Jay and with fifty cousins from the Bolding family
We roll and amp G, what the y'all talking about?
I'm a different route
Grab the carbines from the couch

See you on the wheel at Coney Island
I'm not be smiling
waiting 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 mailbox with peanut butter and jelly
With from the deli
Black shoe on your glass table
I'm and able

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

I'm across the street eating Popeye's Cajun
In a station wagon with hot
Taking a coffee back in the house

Giving Chihuahuas
Ex-lax with a hot bowl of Quaker
Leaving the front room, bombs
On your fur with a box kaboom

Watching the putting shit
On your TV in the shower
You won't be able to a program
With remote controls for hours

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

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

Talking to men, chewing a arm
And joined by a black and squad car
With watching 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,