Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Smalls??
*crowd nuts*
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
Keep 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, check it, it
This here for the record
Here we 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
Motherfuckin can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's gonna
But I don't a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang
give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North
Don't make me get my gun and blow MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF
Once again, niggaz know my style, GOD
unless it's on the cut so me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard like Shaquille, OH you KNEEL
When you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM
Sex when I I catch wreck on the world tour
with in my pockets big like 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 better by me
I'll do you like the first part in II Society
Like Hill, yo, I'm INSANE
I'll shoot a hole in toe
I'll make you jump like the of Pain
Bang biggy biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz hang..

[Kane] Biggie Smalls, why you come do it?

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

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

Motherfuckin Biggie Smalls!
[Kane] What you gonna do with it

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

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

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

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

up Cee..

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