Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie
goes nuts*
[Scoob] Yeah, (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,
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 motherfuckin
chitty bang 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 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 give me the mic and me slam it
like Shaquille, OH you better KNEEL
When you see me comin, BIG GOT EM RUNNIN
Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the world
dough in my pockets big like 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 dont try me, you walk by me
I'll do you like the first part in II Society
Cypress Hill, yo, I'm INSANE
I'll shoot a in your toe
I'll you jump like the House of Pain
Bang biggy biggy bang bang
Niggaz hang, niggaz can't hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz hang..

Biggie Smalls, why don't you come do it?

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

I got seven 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits ends
You touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and 357 bitches
Smalls; 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
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 clip in the AK, I slay from far
Everybody hit the
My slow remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like 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] you gonna do with it Tupac?

Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at?
Throw your middle finger
We do this shit like this
I thank the for my many blessings, never stressin
Keep a vest for protection, the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
And all my niggaz in the pen, we go again
Ain't 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 retaliate with hate, then we
You see me strikin the block, hittin corners
Mobbin a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna
And ain't no stoppin at the red lights, I'm
Thug Life crime, pays!
Let the cops put they lights on, chase me
Zig zaggin the freeway, race me nigga
In a speed chase with the law
The realest motherfucker you ever saw

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

Yo, this goes out to everybody from Island
{*ah Cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I to God
I got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard
A terror, a rebel without a pause
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 clowns that wanna be
So they get a glock and shots to get props
And when shit rocks all you can hear when the 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 tried to slide
and hide, but he got knocked by the
And this everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live day

[Kane] This how we gonna do it, hold up Cee, aiyyo, try this
[Shy] Island in the motherfuckin house
Whassup Wu-Tang Clan in or what?

up Cee..

Now what's the niggaz been saying
Dont try to act Martin now with that "I was just playin!"
No need to now on, now that the beef is on
Uhh!! Oh motherfucker, your teeth is gone
Just cause you rap don't meant you're catchin wreck with me
to this I'll give your mic a vasectomy
I only know one 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 gonna rob me
like did, Whittaker when he fought Chavez
when it comes to goin against Kane rappin
That's like a pimp 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 incredible
And let's just get one thing understood
If I on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon' sound good