Luyện nghe bài hát Long Nite

(Koopsta Knicca)
I gotta plan in command on ass bitch
This little short young niggas in them
You bein' front black rolled up layed up on your ass hoe
Better run by Koopsta Crunchy Paul Boo and Scarecrow
Theres a whole demons in my world today
Which means you run into a nigga like a nutcase
Here I can tell by tha day its be a long night
When I take a swipe for you life my big black nine
Now while Im kickin' niggas
Just to kill 'em
Before I go I get them with them Navajos
tha mighty Mississippi
Now can I kick it
You better answer
Before I hit you for them

(Lord Infamous)
'cause them want to really try to jump up
But they know gonna catch a couple
of my gun fire to they jaws
I kick shit through tha air
You wanna dare to me ?
I'm tha Infamous nightmare I wanna break laws
I practice secret forms of culture
Dead flesh
my pet vultures
Sleepin' in tha death defying beyond human
Into my private temple in tha middle of Mount
Smokin pine as I sky off a mountain
In my mind blood high out of fountains
Countin corpses in my fortress
In tha hallway satanic portraits

(DJ Paul)
See it was me, Lil Buck, and my Lil Knife
And some thug ass fool I never seen in my
We roll in Bobby's 'Lac with tha bones and vogues
grain
top
Steady pullin' hoes
Tha that I didn't know said he had some on a weed
And by tha crib so he can get up on some cheese
I've seen shit in tha as soon as he opened his mouth
We dropped him off tha fool went tha fuckin' house
I think shit about it but some minutes had to pass
Make me really not trust his ass
I looked around and just made my eye switch
mo niggaz dressed just like tha bitch
Not takin' no chances I'm knowin' it's a up
But we tried to bail we got blocked by a pickup
Dropped tha fools tryin to test my
To see what I'm all
But speakin to soon I got
I stepped up out tha Cadillac
Vision I'm seein' 9-9
I was up on my back seein' a 6-6 up on a street
Lil Buck slamed right into durves
Baby you want to scoop me as I cross straight to tha
My nigga Lil Knife let tha Tech rippin' me
>From tha last hoes who stood on they feet
Now we gettin' tha up out of the hood
That was all wrong but some lifes made it right
It was a long

(Juicy "J")
It was a night when I was locked down in 201
Back against tha wall a square 'cause it aint no fun
Watch them fight over phone calls
Gettin'
Knowin' they get they life sentence man they ass stuck
Niggas always 'cause they servin bustas with a swords
Pullin' tha real killaz, GD's, and Vice Lords
Lower aint a joke
A got his neck broke
Thrown to tha ground a bitch pickin' up tha soap
But I wasn't goin cas a nigga me kept my shank
If a fool stepped to me his face'll be in tha
for a guard talkin' smart
It'll be a
In 201 locked
It was a long ass

(Lord Infamous)
We caught them devils
I down tha hallway
Where tha walls are lined with candle

Goin' it enter tha Triple Six Mafia gun
Soon I will tha weapon I find most appropriate
For reasons I tha Smith & Wesson and a Mac 10
walked in he grabbed a street sweeper
Grim and a Glock 19
Crunchy Black he tha goddamn M-16
Boo tha Koopsta
Told him to get tha shovel ready for
Of the
put them on Unsolved Mysteries
Ease please up in tha trees with tha night scope
And held it on tha blunt can blow but red dope
Them died in a blast we stuck they gas in
Motha Triple 6 assassins