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, it, check it, check it
This here for the motherfuckin
Here we here we we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I a motherfuckin flow
chitty chitty bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin can't hang
oh no, look 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
Once again, niggaz my style, GOD DAMMIT
unless on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard Shaquille, OH you better KNEEL
you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNIN
Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the world
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 even if you had a
So dont try me, you better by me
I'll do you the first part in Menace II Society
Like Hill, yo, I'm INSANE
I'll shoot a hole in toe
make you jump like the House of Pain
Bang biggy bang bang bang
Niggaz hang, niggaz can't hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz hang..

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

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

I got seven 11's, about eight 38's
9's, ten mack tens, the shits never ends
You can't touch my
Even if you had MC and them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the
The two weed spots, the two hot
how I got the weed spot
I dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Little got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might Christmas
I tote guns, I make number
I mc's the runs drippin
I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the
My flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony sniffed the yeyo
crazy blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to cells
Oh my God, I'm droppin shit a pigeon
I hope listenin, smackin babies at they christening

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

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

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

Yo, this goes out to everybody Staten Island
Mister Cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I to God
I even got caught to steal from the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel a pause
I had a good Christmas, so who is Santa Claus?
I walk the streets at with my head down
In this lil town you see clowns that be down
So they get a and lick shots to get props
And when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells
An old man got in the parkin lot
In front of my 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 that I can live another day

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

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit niggaz been
try to act like Martin now with that "I was just playin!"
No need to now on, now that the beef is on
Uhh!! Oh yeah motherfucker, your is gone
Just cause you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck me
Step to this I'll your mic a vasectomy
I only know one 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 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 happenin
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, that shit sound good