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 for the crown
Let the place.. rock.. that ill shit
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
This here for the motherfuckin
Here we here we we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a flow
chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang
niggaz can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's gonna
But I don't give a I'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang
Don't me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North
make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF
Once again, niggaz my style, GOD DAMMIT
unless it's on the cut so 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 I catch wreck on the world tour
dough in my pockets big like the biscuits, in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm takin the
wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So try me, you better walk by me
do you like the first part in Menace II Society
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm
I'll shoot a hole in toe
I'll you jump like the House of Pain
Bang bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, 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, do it like this
WHERE AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
We do it like this
Anytime ready, check it

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

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

Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at?
Throw your motherfuckin finger
We gonna do this shit this
I thank the Lord for my many blessings, never
a vest for protection, from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
And all my in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nuttin separatin us from a
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 like I -
And ain't no stoppin at the red lights, I'm
Thug motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the cops put they on, chase me nigga
Zig zaggin the freeway, race me nigga
In a high speed with the law
The realest motherfucker you ever saw

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

Yo, goes out to everybody from Staten Island
{*ah Cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, times is gettin hard, is bond, I swear to God
I even got caught tryin to steal the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel without a
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 wanna be
So they get a and lick shots to get props
And when rocks all you can hear when the shells drop
An old man got shot in the lot
In front of my buildin I with his grandchildren
And for the nigga that pulled the 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

This how we gonna do it, hold up Cee, aiyyo, let's try this
[Shy] Staten in the motherfuckin house
Whassup Clan in here or what?

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit niggaz been
Dont try to act like Martin now with "I was just playin!"
No need to grieve now on, now that the 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 give mic a vasectomy
I only know one nigga that can next to me
No, that's a tattle, cause I can't count my own
A battle, I to have it, 'lest you're gonna rob me
like they did, Whittaker when he fought
when it comes to goin against Kane rappin
That's like a trying to pull a nun, ain't 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 thing understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that gon' sound good