Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's and Biggie Smalls??
*crowd nuts*
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
Keep it goin!
[Kane] Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and get down 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
here for the motherfuckin record
Here we we here we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a motherfuckin
chitty chitty bang bang, I bang bang
Motherfuckin can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's 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 YOUR HEAD OFF
again, niggaz know my style, GOD DAMMIT
unless it's on the cut so me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard like Shaquille, OH you better
When you see me comin, BIG GOT EM RUNNIN
Sex when I flex I catch on the world tour
with dough in my big like 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
do you like the first part in Menace II Society
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm
I'll shoot a hole in toe
make you jump like the House of Pain
Bang biggy bang biggy bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't
Bang biggy biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

[Kane] Biggie Smalls, why you come do it?

B.I.G.]
One two, one two, gonna do it like
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE AT
WHERE AT, WHERE BROOKLYN 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 never ends
You can't my riches
if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two spots, the two hot glocks
That's how I got the spot
I shot in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Little Gotti got the shotty to body
So don't resist, or you might Christmas
I guns, I make number runs
I give the runs drippin
when I throw my clip in the AK, I slay far away
hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flow's remarkable, to Matteo
Now we smoke like Tony Montana sniffed the llello
That's blunts, mad L's
My excels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God, I'm shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at christening

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

Yeah where the thugs at?
your motherfuckin middle finger
We do this shit like this
I thank the Lord for my many blessings, stressin
Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a & Wesson
And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go
Ain't separatin us from a mack-10
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, ya
A soldier, buckin at the bustaz
No matter how you try, niggaz die
We just retaliate hate, then we multiply
You see me down the block, hittin corners
like a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna
And ain't no stoppin at the red lights, I'm
Thug Life crime, pays!
Let the put they lights on, chase me nigga
Zig through the freeway, race me nigga
In a high chase with the law
The realest that you ever saw

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

Yo, goes out to everybody from Staten Island
{*ah Mister Cee, and you stop*}
Yo, times is gettin hard, is bond, I swear to God
I even got caught tryin to from the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel a pause
I never had a good Christmas, so who is Claus?
I walk the at night with my head down
In this lil you see clowns that wanna be down
So they get a glock and lick to get props
And when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells
An old man got shot in the lot
In front of my buildin I hang with his
And for the nigga that pulled the trigga then to slide
and hide, but he got by the homicide
And this happens around my way
So I pray I can live another day

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

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit niggaz saying
Dont try to act like Martin now with "I was just playin!"
No need to grieve now on, now the beef is on
Uhh!! Oh motherfucker, your teeth is gone
Just cause you rap don't meant you're catchin wreck with me
Step to this I'll give mic a vasectomy
I only know one nigga can come next to me
No, a tattle, cause I can't count my own shadow
A battle, I gots to have it, you're gonna rob me
like they did, when he fought Chavez
Cause it comes to goin against Kane rappin
like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin happenin
Non resistable, non
I'm not I'm the best, I'm just saying I'm fuckin incredible
And just get one more thing understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that gon' sound good