Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's and Biggie Smalls??
goes nuts*
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
Keep it goin!
[Kane] Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the
Let the place.. rock.. that 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, it, check it, check it
This for the motherfuckin record
Here we here we here we go, we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a flow
chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang
Motherfuckin niggaz can't
Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's gonna
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, break North
make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF
Once again, niggaz know my style, GOD
unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and me slam it
Hard Shaquille, OH you better KNEEL
When you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM
Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the world
with dough in my big like the biscuits, in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough
They wouldn't pick you 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
shoot a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump like the of Pain
Bang biggy bang biggy bang
can't hang, niggaz can't hang
Bang biggy bang bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

[Kane] Biggie Smalls, why you come 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 seven Mack 11's, about 38's
9's, ten mack tens, the shits never ends
You can't touch my
if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the
The two weed spots, the two hot
That's how I got the weed
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb
Gotti got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might Christmas
I guns, I make number runs
I give mc's the drippin
when I throw my clip in the AK, I from far away
hit the D-E-C-K
My flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke like Tony Montana sniffed the yeyo
That's blunts, mad L's
My voice from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God, I'm shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin at they christening

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

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

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

Yo, this out to everybody from Staten Island
{*ah 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 good Christmas, so who is Santa
I walk the streets at night with my head
In lil town you see clowns that wanna be down
So they get a glock and lick to get props
And shit rocks all you can hear when 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 then tried to slide
and hide, but he got by the homicide
And this happens everyday my way
So I pray that I can another day

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

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit niggaz been
Dont try to act like Martin now with that "I was playin!"
No need to now on, now that the beef is on
Uhh!! Oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is
Just cause you rap meant that you're catchin wreck with me
Step to this give your mic a vasectomy
I know one nigga that can come next to me
No, that's a tattle, cause I count my own shadow
A battle, I gots to have it, 'lest you're rob me
they did, Whittaker when he fought Chavez
Cause when it to goin against Kane rappin
That's like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin
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