Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's and Biggie Smalls??
*crowd goes
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
[Scoob] it goin!
[Kane] 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,
Ready to get wreck, UHHH!
SHIT!
Go Scoob!

Check it, check it, check it, it
here for the motherfuckin record
Here we here we here we go, we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a motherfuckin
chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty 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, break North
Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR HEAD OFF
Once again, niggaz my style, GOD DAMMIT
unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and watch me it
Hard like Shaquille, OH you better
you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNIN
Sex when I flex I wreck on the world 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 even if you had a
So dont try me, you walk by me
I'll do you like the first in Menace II Society
Cypress Hill, yo, I'm INSANE
I'll a hole in your toe
I'll make you like the House of Pain
biggy bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, can't hang
Bang bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

[Kane] Smalls, why don't you come do it?

B.I.G.]
One two, one two, gonna do it this
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, BROOKLYN AT
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, BROOKLYN AT
We gonna do it this
you're ready, check it

I got seven Mack 11's, about 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits never
You can't touch my
Even if you had MC Hammer and 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 in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Little Gotti got the 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 remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we weed like Tony Montana sniffed the llello
That's blunts, mad L's
My voice excels the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God, I'm droppin shit like a
I hope you're listenin, smackin at they christening

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

Yeah where the thugs at?
Throw motherfuckin middle finger
We gonna do this shit this
I thank the Lord for my many blessings, never
Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a & Wesson
And all my in the pen, here we go again
Ain't separatin us from a mack-10
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 the block, hittin corners
Mobbin like a motherfucker, livin I - wanna
And ain't no 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, me nigga
In a high speed chase the law
The realest motherfucker that you saw

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

Yo, this goes out to everybody from Island
{*ah Mister Cee, and you stop*}
Yo, times is hard, word is bond, I swear to God
I even got caught 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 at night with my head down
In lil town 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 in the parkin lot
In front of my buildin I hang with his
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, hold up Cee, aiyyo, let's try
[Shy] Staten in the motherfuckin house
Whassup Wu-Tang Clan in here or

up Cee..

Now the bullshit niggaz been saying
Dont try to act Martin now with that "I was just playin!"
No need to grieve now on, now the beef is on
Uhh!! Oh yeah motherfucker, your is gone
cause you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck with 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, I can't count 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 I'm fuckin incredible
And let's get one more thing understood
If I fart on a record, me nigga, that shit gon' sound good