Luyện nghe bài hát Live Nigga Rap

I the motherfucker back

out the ass son

For don't know how to act

What the son

I shot the motherfucker

No son

For niggas know how to act

Yo NYC you N I verse
Havoc and P niggas so it seem to be
strategies of war exercise mega
Got word back Noreaga
The D.A. got video taper
The God with the God-you-Now, pulling a
Running up in the spot, mask and duct up
Pig tied they wrists to they ankles
I through, crime shit my niggas in-to
Peep the issue situation like this, we him too
JFK on our way to L.A.
Got links with big cats down to Santa (Barbara)
My crew do it the Mobb way,
Crime pay, who gun play? Drill me
Niggas kill me, thrilling me, you want to
the nine milli, now undress, you know the drill-why
Niggas suspect, weak pose threats, I have yet
To met who go against my set
Gem razor sharp like Gillette, shaving closely on
Any approach me
I let the streets get the of me, infamy, my destiny
cat burglars trying to sneak peep the recipe
Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is
You pay $5,000 a plate

No doubt kid, I hit them like a bid
The prosecutor, running up in crib
Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my
It's only me, and the gat that's me
We got it locked beyond measure, the under pressure
Extort you for your treasure smack you the undresser
your click, go ahead, get that ass whipped
(Floating in the river your body wrapped in plastic)
Wannabe thug, get for back talking
QB fuck that, it can happen
While you rapping, I'm busy trying to the gat in
Could tear men, cut the party you jamming
We think smarter, harder, got the 44
Bodyguard of something you don't a part of
If I was you, I would do what I have to
But you me, you hesitated so I clapped you
Then off casually, naturally me

Niggas thinking sweet, I carry big heat
Wavy hair chipped teeth, up in this bitch
Queens murder clicks meet, tapes on black gates
Mediterranean, projects is like
I escape zones, that's irregular
Why on a phone, I'm solar cellular
Escobar 600, you just a crumb a world
Where the rich run it, of a mathologist
Deep throats, try to swallow this
Anthropologists, dynasties of knowledgists
I preserve in my dome, mics is full of silicone
blown, guerrilla ice on this killer's life
I put my on it
Now you can sleep on or rock a on it
Nas is menage a trois' on Mount lodges
We a smooth fam', but rougher than how DeBarge is
charges, of marksmen, living heartless
Grab a cartridge, my shit on some Mobb shit
We mobbing, putting in mausoleums
From Queens cross the Throsnic, bop, I see 'em

For don't know how to act
To all my niggas on the slanging crack
Rest in peace to my niggas on they back
To all the niggas who bust (live nigga rap)

For don't know how to act
To all my niggas on the block slanging
Rest in peace to my niggas laying on they
To all the niggas who gats (live nigga rap)

For niggas know how to act
To all my niggas on the block slanging
in peace to my niggas laying on they back
To all the niggas who gats (live nigga rap)

If a live nigga