Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] 2Pac and Biggie Smalls??
*crowd goes
Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!)
[Scoob] it goin!
Mister Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get for the crown
[Scoob] Let the place.. rock.. 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, check it, check it, it
This here for the motherfuckin
Here we here we we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I a motherfuckin flow
chitty chitty bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin niggaz hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, gonna rain
But I don't give a I'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah North
make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF
Once again, niggaz know my style, GOD
unless on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard Shaquille, OH you better KNEEL
When you see me comin, BIG GOT EM RUNNIN
Sex when I flex I catch on the world tour
with dough in my pockets big the biscuits, in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough
They wouldn't you even if you had a afro
So try me, you better walk by me
I'll do you the first part in Menace II Society
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm
I'll shoot a in your toe
I'll make you jump the House of Pain
biggy bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz hang, niggaz can't hang
Bang biggy biggy 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
BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE AT
We gonna do it this
Anytime you're ready, it

I got seven Mack 11's, about eight
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits ends
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 dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb
Little got the shotty to your 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 in the AK, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the
My flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony sniffed the yeyo
crazy blunts, mad L's
My voice from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God, I'm droppin shit a pigeon
I you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening

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

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

[Kane] Yeah! in now man
Now I wanna see what my man Shyheim gonna do it

Yo, this goes out to from Staten Island
Mister Cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to God
I even got caught tryin to from the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel without a
I never had a Christmas, so who is Santa Claus?
I walk the streets at night with my head
In this lil town you see clowns that wanna be
So they get a glock and shots to get props
And when shit all you can hear when the shells drop
An old man got in the parkin lot
In front of my buildin I hang with his
And for the nigga that the trigga then tried to slide
and hide, but he got knocked by the
And this happens around my way
So I pray that I can live 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 bullshit niggaz saying
try to act like Martin now with that "I was just playin!"
No need to grieve now on, now the beef is on
Uhh!! Oh motherfucker, your teeth is gone
Just cause you rap don't that you're catchin wreck with me
Step to this I'll give your mic a
I only one nigga that can come next to me
No, a tattle, cause I can't count my own shadow
A battle, I gots to it, 'lest you're gonna rob me
like they did, Whittaker when he fought
Cause when it comes to goin Kane rappin
like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin happenin
Non resistable, non
I'm not saying I'm the best, I'm just saying I'm fuckin
And just get one more thing understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit sound good