Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[kane] where's and biggie smalls? ?
goes nuts*
[scoob] yeah, (yeah!)
[scoob] it goin!
mister cee..
Yo scoob, you set it off and let's get 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, 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 kick a motherfuckin
chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin niggaz 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 me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break north
Don't me get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off
Once again, niggaz know my style, God
Unless on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it
like shaquille, oh you better kneel
When you see me comin, big scoob got em
Sex I flex 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 pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you walk by me
I'll do you the first 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 bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin can't hang..

[kane] biggie smalls, why don't you do it?

b.i.g.]
One two, one two, gonna do it this
Where brooklyn at, brooklyn at
Where brooklyn at, brooklyn at
We do it like this
Anytime ready, check it

I got mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the never ends
You can't touch my
Even if you had mc hammer and them 357
smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two spots, the two hot glocks
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 runs
I give the runs drippin
I throw my clip in the ak, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the
My flow's remarkable, peace to matteo
Now we smoke weed like tony montana sniffed the
crazy blunts, mad l's
My voice from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm droppin like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, babies at they christening

motherfuckin biggie smalls!
[kane] what you gonna do it tupac?

Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at?
Throw your motherfuckin middle
We gonna do this shit this
I thank the lord for my many blessings, stressin
Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a & wesson
And all my in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nuttin separatin us from a
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, ya
A soldier, buckin at the bustaz
No how you try, niggaz never die
We just retaliate with hate, we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, corners
Mobbin like a motherfucker, like I - wanna
And no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways
Thug motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the cops put they lights on, me nigga
Zig zaggin through the freeway, me nigga
In a high speed with the law
The realest that you ever 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 cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, times is hard, word is bond, I swear to god
I even got caught tryin to steal from the
A born terror, a without a pause
I never had a christmas, so who is santa claus?
I walk the streets at night my head down
In lil town you see clowns that wanna be down
So they get a glock and lick shots to get
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 that pulled the trigga tried to slide
And hide, but he got knocked by the
And this happens around my way
So I that I can live another day

[kane] this how we gonna do it, up cee, aiyyo, let's try this
[shy] staten in the motherfuckin house
Whassup wu-tang clan in here or

up cee..

Now what's the 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, teeth is gone
cause you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck with me
Step to this I'll give your mic a
I only know one nigga that can come to me
No, that's a tattle, cause I can't count my own
A battle, I gots to have it, 'lest you're rob me
Like did, whittaker when he fought chavez
Cause when it to goin against kane 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 saying I'm fuckin
And just get one more thing understood
If I on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon' sound good