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 for the crown
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, check it, check it, it
here for the motherfuckin record
Here we we here we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I a motherfuckin flow
chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang
niggaz can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, gonna rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz 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 my style, GOD DAMMIT
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 SCOOB GOT EM
Sex I flex I catch wreck 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
wouldn't 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 Menace II
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm
shoot a hole in your toe
I'll you jump like the House of Pain
Bang bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz 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, do it like this
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, BROOKLYN AT
BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
We gonna do it like
Anytime you're ready, it

I got seven Mack 11's, eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten tens, the shits never ends
You can't touch my
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 weed
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb
Little 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 from far away
hit the D-E-C-K
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 like a
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at christening

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

Yeah where the thugs at?
Throw your middle finger
We do this shit like this
I thank the Lord for my 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 us from a mack-10
in the ghetto as a hustler, told ya
A soldier, buckin at the bustaz
No how you try, niggaz never die
We just with hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, hittin
Mobbin like a motherfucker, livin I - wanna
And ain't no at the red lights, I'm sideways
Life motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the cops put they lights on, me nigga
Zig zaggin through the freeway, race me
In a speed chase with the law
The realest motherfucker that you saw

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

Yo, this goes out to everybody from Staten
{*ah Mister Cee, and you don't
Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I to God
I even got caught tryin to steal the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel a pause
I never had a Christmas, so who is Santa Claus?
I walk the streets at night my head down
In this lil town you see that wanna be down
So they get a glock and lick shots to get
And when shit rocks all you can when the shells drop
An old man got in the parkin lot
In front of my I hang with his grandchildren
And for the nigga that the trigga then tried to slide
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 in the motherfuckin house
Whassup Wu-Tang Clan in here or

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit been saying
Dont try to act like now with that "I was just playin!"
No need to now on, now that the beef is on
Uhh!! Oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is
cause you rap don't 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, I can't count my own shadow
A battle, I gots to have it, 'lest gonna rob me
like they did, when he fought Chavez
Cause when it comes to goin against rappin
That's like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin
Non resistable, non
I'm not saying I'm the best, I'm just saying I'm incredible
And let's just get one more understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit sound good