Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] 2Pac and Biggie Smalls??
*crowd goes
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
Keep it goin!
[Kane] Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get for the crown
Let the place.. rock.. that ill shit
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 here for the record
we here we here we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a flow
chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bang
niggaz can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, gonna rain
But I don't a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, break North
Don't make me get my gun and YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF
Once again, niggaz 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 pick you even if you had a afro
So dont try me, you walk by me
I'll do you like the part in Menace II Society
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm
I'll shoot a hole in toe
I'll make you jump the House of Pain
Bang biggy bang bang bang
Niggaz hang, niggaz can't hang
Bang biggy bang bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

[Kane] Biggie Smalls, why don't you do it?

B.I.G.]
One two, one two, gonna do it this
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE AT
WHERE AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
We gonna do it like
you're ready, check it

I got Mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits never
You can't touch my
Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357
Biggie the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot
how I got the weed spot
I shot in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Little got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might Christmas
I tote guns, I number runs
I mc's the runs drippin
when I throw my clip in the AK, I from far away
hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flow's remarkable, peace to
Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the
That's blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the to jail cells
Oh my God, I'm droppin shit like a
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at christening

[Tupac] Motherfuckin Smalls!
[Kane] you gonna do with it Tupac?

Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at?
Throw your motherfuckin finger
We gonna do this shit this
I thank the for my many blessings, never stressin
Keep a vest for protection, from the 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, at the bustaz
No matter how you try, never die
We just retaliate hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, corners
Mobbin 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, me nigga
Zig zaggin the freeway, race me nigga
In a speed chase with the law
The motherfucker that you ever saw

Yeah! Come in now man
Now I wanna see what my man Shyheim gonna do it

Yo, this goes out to from Staten Island
{*ah Mister Cee, and you don't
Yo, is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to God
I even got caught tryin to steal the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel without a
I never had a good Christmas, so who is Santa
I walk the streets at night with my head
In this lil town you see that wanna be down
So they get a and lick shots to get props
And when shit rocks all you can hear when the drop
An old man got in the parkin lot
In front of my buildin I hang with his
And for the nigga that pulled the then tried to slide
and hide, but he got knocked by the
And this everyday around my way
So I pray that I can another day

[Kane] This how we gonna do it, hold up Cee, aiyyo, let's try
[Shy] Staten Island in the motherfuckin
Whassup Clan in here or what?

up Cee..

Now what's the niggaz been saying
try to act like Martin now with that "I was just playin!"
No to grieve now on, now that the beef is on
Uhh!! Oh motherfucker, your teeth is gone
Just you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck with me
Step to this I'll your mic a vasectomy
I only know one nigga can come next to me
No, that's a tattle, I can't count my own shadow
A battle, I gots to have it, you're gonna rob me
they did, Whittaker when he fought Chavez
Cause when it comes to goin Kane rappin
That's like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't happenin
Non resistable, non
I'm not I'm the best, I'm just saying I'm fuckin incredible
And let's just get one more understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, shit gon' sound good