Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] 2Pac and Biggie Smalls??
goes nuts*
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
[Scoob] it goin!
Mister Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the
[Scoob] Let the place.. rock.. that ill
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
here for the motherfuckin record
Here we here we here we go, here we we go
Can I can I can I a motherfuckin flow
chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang
Motherfuckin niggaz hang
Well oh no, at the cloud, it's gonna rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know can't hang
give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North
Don't me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF
again, niggaz know my style, GOD DAMMIT
unless on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard like Shaquille, OH you better
When you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM
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 takin the
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 in Menace II Society
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm
I'll a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump like the House of
Bang biggy biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't
Bang biggy bang biggy bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

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

B.I.G.]
One two, one two, gonna do it like
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, BROOKLYN AT
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE AT
We do it like this
Anytime 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 Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the
The two weed spots, the two hot
how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head, took the and the lamb spread
Little Gotti got the shotty to your
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 far away
Everybody hit the
My flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed Tony Montana 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 hope listenin, smackin babies at they christening

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

Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at?
Throw your middle finger
We gonna do this 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, we go again
Ain't nuttin separatin us a mack-10
in the ghetto as a hustler, told ya
A straight soldier, at the bustaz
No matter how you try, never die
We just with hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin the block, hittin corners
Mobbin like a motherfucker, like I - wanna
And ain't no stoppin at the red lights, I'm
Life motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the cops put they lights on, me nigga
Zig zaggin through the freeway, race me
In a high chase with the law
The realest that you ever saw

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

Yo, this goes out to everybody from Island
{*ah Mister Cee, and you don't
Yo, times is hard, word is bond, I swear to God
I got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard
A born terror, a without a pause
I never had a good Christmas, so who is Santa
I walk the streets at with my head down
In this lil town you see clowns wanna be down
So they get a glock and lick shots to get
And when 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 trigga then tried to
and hide, but he got by the homicide
And happens 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 house
Whassup Wu-Tang Clan in or what?

up Cee..

Now the bullshit niggaz been 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 yeah motherfucker, teeth is gone
Just cause you rap don't meant that 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 can't my own shadow
A battle, I gots to have it, 'lest gonna rob me
like 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 just I'm fuckin incredible
And let's just get one more understood
If I fart on a record, me nigga, that shit gon' sound good