Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie
goes nuts*
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
Keep it goin!
[Kane] Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get for the crown
[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, I chitty bang bang
niggaz can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud, gonna rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah North
Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN OFF
Once again, know my style, GOD DAMMIT
unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and me slam it
Hard like Shaquille, OH you KNEEL
When you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM
Sex when I flex I 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
They wouldn't 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
Cypress Hill, yo, I'm INSANE
I'll a hole in your toe
I'll you jump like the House of Pain
Bang bang biggy bang bang
can't hang, niggaz can't 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 ready, check it

I got seven Mack 11's, about 38's
Nine 9's, ten tens, the shits never ends
You touch my riches
Even if you had MC and them 357 bitches
Biggie the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two spots, the two hot glocks
That's how I got the weed
I shot dread in the head, took the and the lamb spread
Little Gotti got the shotty to body
So resist, or you might miss Christmas
I guns, I make number runs
I give the runs drippin
when I throw my in the AK, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the
My slow flow's remarkable, to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Montana sniffed the llello
crazy blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to jail
Oh my God, I'm droppin shit a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin at they christening

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

Yeah where the thugs at?
Throw motherfuckin middle finger
We gonna do this shit like
I thank the for my many blessings, never stressin
Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a & Wesson
And all my niggaz in the pen, we go again
Ain't nuttin separatin us a mack-10
Born in the as a hustler, told ya
A straight soldier, at the bustaz
No matter how you try, niggaz die
We retaliate with hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin the block, hittin corners
Mobbin like a motherfucker, livin I - wanna
And no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways
Thug motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the cops put lights on, chase me nigga
Zig zaggin through the freeway, race me
In a high speed with the law
The realest motherfucker 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 Staten
{*ah Cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I to God
I even got caught tryin to steal from the
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 you see clowns that wanna be down
So get a glock and lick shots to get props
And shit rocks all you can hear when the shells drop
An old man got shot in the lot
In of my buildin I hang with his grandchildren
And for the nigga that pulled the then tried to slide
and hide, but he got knocked by the
And this happens everyday my way
So I pray I can live another day

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

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit niggaz 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, teeth is gone
Just cause you rap don't meant you're catchin wreck with me
to this I'll give your mic a vasectomy
I only know one nigga 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 you're rob me
like did, Whittaker when he fought Chavez
Cause when it comes to goin against rappin
like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin happenin
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 thing
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon' good