Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's and Biggie Smalls??
*crowd goes
Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (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,
to get wreck, ahhhhhhhh-iight? UHHH!
SHIT!
Go Scoob!

Check it, it, check it, check it
This for the motherfuckin record
we here we here we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a flow
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 niggaz they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, break North
Don't me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF
Once again, niggaz my style, GOD DAMMIT
unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and me slam it
Hard Shaquille, OH you better KNEEL
When you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM
Sex when I I catch wreck on the world tour
with dough in my 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
do you like the first part in Menace II Society
Like Hill, yo, I'm INSANE
I'll shoot a in your toe
I'll make you jump like the of Pain
Bang biggy biggy bang bang
Niggaz hang, niggaz can't hang
biggy 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, WHERE AT
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE AT
We do it like this
Anytime you're ready, it

I got Mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits ends
You can't touch my
Even if you had MC Hammer and 357 bitches
Biggie the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two spots, the two hot glocks
That's how I got the weed
I dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Gotti got the shotty to your body
So resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I number runs
I give mc's the runs
when I throw my clip in the AK, I slay far away
Everybody hit the
My slow remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke like Tony Montana sniffed the llello
crazy 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] Motherfuckin Smalls!
[Kane] What you gonna do with it

Yeah where the motherfuckin at?
Throw your motherfuckin finger
We gonna do this shit like
I thank the Lord for my many blessings, never
a vest for protection, from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
And all my niggaz in the pen, we go again
nuttin separatin us from 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 just retaliate with hate, then we
You see me down the block, hittin corners
like a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna
And no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways
Thug Life crime, pays!
Let the put they lights on, chase me nigga
Zig zaggin the freeway, race me nigga
In a speed chase with the law
The motherfucker that you ever saw

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

Yo, goes out to everybody from Staten Island
{*ah Cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I to God
I even got caught tryin to from the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel without a
I never had a good Christmas, so who is 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 when shit rocks all you can when the shells drop
An old man got shot in the lot
In front of my buildin I with his grandchildren
And for the nigga that the trigga then tried to slide
and hide, but he got by the homicide
And this happens around my way
So I that I can live another day

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

up Cee..

Now what's the bullshit niggaz been
Dont try to act like Martin now 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 don't meant that you're catchin wreck me
Step to this give your mic a vasectomy
I only know one that can come next to me
No, a tattle, cause 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 Kane
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 I'm fuckin incredible
And let's just get one more thing
If I fart on a record, me nigga, that shit gon' sound good