Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[kane] 2pac and biggie smalls? ?
*crowd goes
yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (yeah!)
[scoob] it goin!
mister 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, it, check it, check it
here for the motherfuckin record
Here we here we we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a motherfuckin
Chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang
Motherfuckin niggaz can't
Well oh no, at the cloud, it's gonna rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm niggaz know 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 motherfuckin head off
Once again, niggaz know my style, God
Unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and watch me it
like 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 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 don't try me, you better by me
I'll do you like the part in menace ii society
Like hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll shoot a in your toe
I'll make you jump the house of pain
Bang bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, can't hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz hang..

biggie smalls, why don't you come do it?

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

I got seven 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the never ends
You touch my riches
Even if you had mc hammer and 357 bitches
Biggie smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the
The two spots, the two hot glocks
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 miss christmas
I tote guns, I number runs
I give mc's the runs
When I throw my clip in the ak, I from far away
hit the d-e-c-k
My flow's remarkable, peace to matteo
Now we smoke weed like montana sniffed the llello
That's blunts, mad l's
My voice excels from the to jail cells
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 where the motherfuckin at?
Throw your motherfuckin finger
We gonna do this shit like
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 separatin us from a mack-10
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, ya
A straight soldier, buckin at the
No matter how you try, niggaz die
We just with hate, then we multiply
You see me down the block, hittin corners
Mobbin like a motherfucker, livin like I -
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 chase the law
The realest that you ever saw

[kane] yeah! in now man
Now I see what my man shyheim gonna do with it

Yo, goes out to everybody from staten island
{*ah mister cee, and you don't
Yo, is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to god
I even got caught tryin to steal from the
A born terror, a rebel a pause
I never had a good christmas, so who is santa
I walk the streets at night with my down
In this lil you see clowns that wanna be down
So they get a 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 hang his grandchildren
And for the nigga pulled the trigga then tried to slide
And hide, but he got knocked by the
And happens everyday around my way
So I pray I can live another day

[kane] this how we gonna do it, hold up cee, aiyyo, try this
[shy] staten island in the motherfuckin
Whassup wu-tang in here or what?

up cee..

Now what's the bullshit been saying
Dont try to act martin now with that "i was just playin!"
No need to grieve now on, now that the is on
Uhh!! oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is
cause you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck with me
Step to I'll give your mic a vasectomy
I know one nigga that can come next to me
No, that's a tattle, cause I can't count my own
A battle, I gots to have it, you're gonna rob me
Like they did, whittaker he fought chavez
Cause when it to goin against kane rappin
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 get one more thing understood
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon' sound