Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's and Biggie Smalls??
*crowd nuts*
Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!)
[Scoob] it goin!
[Kane] Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get 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, 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 bang, I chitty 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
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, break North
Don't make me get my gun and blow MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF
again, niggaz know my style, GOD DAMMIT
unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and watch me it
Hard Shaquille, OH you better KNEEL
you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNIN
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 pick you even if you had a afro
So dont try me, you walk by me
I'll do you like the first part in II Society
Cypress Hill, yo, I'm INSANE
I'll a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump like the House of
Bang biggy bang bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin can't hang..

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

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

I got seven Mack 11's, eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits never
You can't touch my
Even if you had MC and them 357 bitches
Biggie the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot
That's how I got the spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the spread
Little got the shotty to your body
So resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make runs
I give mc's the drippin
when I my clip in the AK, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the
My slow flow's remarkable, to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the
That's blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to jail
Oh my God, I'm droppin like a pigeon
I hope listenin, smackin babies at they christening

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

Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at?
Throw your motherfuckin finger
We gonna do this shit this
I thank the Lord for my many blessings, never
Keep a vest for protection, from the of a Smith & Wesson
And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go
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, never die
We just retaliate with hate, we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, hittin
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, me nigga
Zig zaggin the freeway, race me nigga
In a high speed chase the law
The realest motherfucker 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 from Island
{*ah Mister Cee, and you don't
Yo, times is gettin hard, is bond, I swear to God
I even got 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 that wanna be down
So they get a glock and lick to get props
And when shit rocks all you can when the shells drop
An old man got in the parkin lot
In front of my buildin I with his grandchildren
And for the nigga pulled the trigga then tried to slide
and hide, but he got knocked by the
And this happens around my way
So I pray that I can another day

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

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit niggaz saying
try to act like Martin now with that "I was just playin!"
No need to grieve now on, now that the is on
Uhh!! Oh motherfucker, your teeth is gone
Just cause you rap meant that you're catchin wreck with me
Step to this 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 have it, you're gonna rob me
like they did, Whittaker when he fought
Cause when it comes to goin against rappin
That's like a trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin happenin
Non resistable, non
I'm not saying I'm the best, I'm saying I'm fuckin incredible
And let's just get one thing understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit sound good