Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie
goes nuts*
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
[Scoob] 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,
to get wreck, ahhhhhhhh-iight? UHHH!
SHIT!
Go Scoob!

Check it, check it, check it, it
This here for the motherfuckin
Here we here we here we go, we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a flow
chitty chitty bang bang, I bang bang
Motherfuckin niggaz can't
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
give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North
Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN OFF
again, niggaz know 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 when I flex I catch wreck on the tour
with in my pockets 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 try me, you better walk by me
do you like the first part in Menace II Society
Like Hill, yo, I'm INSANE
shoot a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump the House of Pain
Bang biggy bang biggy bang
Niggaz can't hang, can't hang
Bang biggy biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

Biggie Smalls, why don't you come do it?

B.I.G.]
One two, one two, gonna do it like
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, BROOKLYN AT
BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
We gonna do it 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 spots, the two hot glocks
That's how I got the spot
I shot dread in the head, the bread and the lamb spread
Little Gotti got the shotty to body
So resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I 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 weed like Tony Montana sniffed the llello
crazy blunts, mad L's
My excels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God, I'm droppin like a pigeon
I hope listenin, smackin babies at they christening

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

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

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

Yo, this goes out to everybody Staten Island
{*ah Cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to God
I got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard
A terror, a rebel without a pause
I never had a good Christmas, so who is Santa
I walk the streets at with my head down
In this lil town you see clowns 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 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 this everyday around my way
So I pray that I can another day

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

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit niggaz saying
Dont try to act like Martin now that "I was just playin!"
No to grieve 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 with me
to this I'll 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 it, 'lest you're gonna rob me
they did, Whittaker when he fought Chavez
Cause when it to goin against Kane rappin
That's like a pimp trying to 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 just get one more thing understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon' good