Luyện nghe bài hát Live Freestyle 95

[kane] where's and biggie smalls? ?
*crowd nuts*
[scoob] yeah, (yeah!)
[scoob] it goin!
[kane] 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, it, check it, check it
This here for the record
Here we here we here we go, we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a flow
Chitty chitty bang bang, I bang bang
Motherfuckin niggaz hang
Well oh no, at the cloud, it's gonna rain
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 your motherfuckin off
Once again, niggaz know my style, God
Unless on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard like shaquille, oh you kneel
When you see me comin, big scoob got em
Sex when I flex I wreck on the world tour
With dough in my big like the biscuits, in cb4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough
They pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you walk by me
do you like the first part in menace ii society
Like hill, yo, I'm insane
shoot a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump the house of pain
Bang biggy bang 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 like
Where brooklyn at, brooklyn at
Where brooklyn at, where at
We gonna do it this
you're ready, check it

I got seven mack 11's, about 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the never ends
You can't touch my
Even if you had mc and them 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, the bread and the lamb spread
gotti got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you miss christmas
I tote guns, I make runs
I mc's the runs drippin
I throw 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 the llello
crazy blunts, mad l's
My voice excels from the avenue to cells
Oh my god, I'm shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin at they christening

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

Yeah where the motherfuckin at?
Throw your middle finger
We gonna do shit like 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, we go again
Ain't nuttin us from a mack-10
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, ya
A soldier, buckin at the bustaz
No matter how you try, niggaz die
We just with hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, corners
Mobbin a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna
And no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways
life motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the put they lights on, chase me nigga
Zig zaggin the freeway, race me nigga
In a high speed with the law
The realest that you ever saw

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

Yo, this out to everybody from staten island
mister cee, and you don't stop*}
Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I to god
I even got caught to steal from the junkyard
A terror, a rebel without a pause
I never had a good christmas, so who is claus?
I walk the streets at with my head down
In this lil town you see clowns that wanna be
So get a glock and lick shots to get props
And when shit rocks all you can hear the shells drop
An old man got in the parkin lot
In front of my buildin I hang with his
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 pray that I can live day

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

up cee..

Now what's the niggaz been saying
Dont try to act like now with that "i was just playin!"
No need to grieve now on, now that the is on
Uhh!! oh yeah motherfucker, teeth is gone
Just cause you rap don't meant that you're wreck with me
Step to this I'll give mic a vasectomy
I only know one nigga that can next to me
No, that's a tattle, cause I can't count my own
A battle, I gots to it, 'lest you're gonna rob me
Like they did, whittaker when he chavez
Cause when it comes to goin against kane
That's like a pimp trying to pull a nun, 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 more thing
If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that gon' sound good