Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Smalls??
*crowd goes
[Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!)
[Scoob] it goin!
[Kane] Cee..
Yo Scoob, you set it off and get down for the crown
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
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, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin 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 me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah 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 me slam it
Hard like Shaquille, OH you better
you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNIN
Sex when I flex I catch on the world tour
with dough in my pockets big the biscuits, in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm takin the
wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So try me, you better 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 the House of Pain
biggy bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, niggaz can't hang..

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

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

I got Mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits ends
You touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the
The two weed spots, the two hot
That's how I got the spot
I shot dread in the head, took the and the lamb spread
Little got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might miss
I tote guns, I make runs
I mc's the runs drippin
when I throw my clip in the AK, I from far away
hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flow's remarkable, to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony sniffed the llello
That's blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to cells
Oh my God, I'm droppin shit a pigeon
I you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening

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

Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at?
Throw motherfuckin middle finger
We gonna do this shit like
I the Lord for my many blessings, never stressin
Keep a vest for protection, the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
And all my in the pen, here we go again
nuttin separatin us from a mack-10
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, ya
A straight soldier, buckin at the
No how you try, niggaz never die
We just retaliate hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, 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 they on, chase me nigga
Zig through the freeway, race me nigga
In a high speed with the law
The realest motherfucker you ever saw

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

Yo, this goes out to everybody from Island
{*ah Mister Cee, and you don't
Yo, is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to God
I even got caught to steal from the junkyard
A born terror, a without a pause
I had a good Christmas, so who is Santa Claus?
I walk the streets at night with my head
In lil town you see clowns that wanna be down
So they get a glock and shots to get props
And when shit all you can hear when the shells drop
An old man got shot in the lot
In front of my buildin I hang his grandchildren
And for the nigga that pulled the trigga tried to slide
and hide, but he got by the homicide
And happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live day

This how we gonna do it, hold 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 been 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 teeth is
Just cause you rap don't meant that catchin wreck with me
Step to this I'll give your mic a
I only know one 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, 'lest you're rob me
like did, Whittaker when he fought Chavez
Cause when it comes to goin Kane rappin
That's like a pimp to pull a nun, ain't nuttin happenin
Non resistable, non
I'm not I'm the best, I'm just saying I'm fuckin incredible
And let's just get one more understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that gon' sound good