Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Smalls??
*crowd nuts*
Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!)
[Scoob] it goin!
Mister Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the
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 for the motherfuckin record
Here we here we we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a flow
chitty bang 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 know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't me no backtalk, yeah break North
Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN OFF
Once again, niggaz know my style, GOD
unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and me slam it
Hard like Shaquille, OH you KNEEL
you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNIN
Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the tour
dough in my pockets big like the biscuits, in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a
So dont try me, you walk by me
I'll do you like the part in Menace II Society
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm
shoot a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump like the House of
Bang biggy bang bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't
Bang bang 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 this
WHERE AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
WHERE AT, WHERE BROOKLYN 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
if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot
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 your
So don't resist, or you might Christmas
I tote guns, I number runs
I give mc's the drippin
when I throw my clip in the AK, I slay far away
hit the D-E-C-K
My flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed Tony Montana sniffed the llello
crazy blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to jail
Oh my God, I'm shit like a pigeon
I you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening

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

Yeah where the motherfuckin at?
your motherfuckin middle finger
We gonna do this shit this
I the Lord for my many blessings, never stressin
Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a Smith &
And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go
Ain't nuttin separatin us a mack-10
in the ghetto as a hustler, told ya
A soldier, buckin at the bustaz
No matter how you try, niggaz die
We retaliate with hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, 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 cops put they lights on, chase me
Zig zaggin through the freeway, me nigga
In a high speed with the law
The realest motherfucker that you 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, is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to God
I got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel a pause
I never had a good Christmas, so who is Claus?
I walk the streets at night with my head
In this lil you see clowns that wanna 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 buildin I hang with his
And for the nigga that pulled the trigga tried to slide
and hide, but he got knocked by the
And happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can another day

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

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit been saying
Dont try to act like Martin now 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 meant that you're catchin wreck with me
Step to this I'll give your mic a
I know one nigga that can come next to me
No, that's a tattle, cause I count my own shadow
A battle, I gots to have it, 'lest you're rob me
like they did, Whittaker when he Chavez
when it comes 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 let's just get one thing understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, shit gon' sound good