Luyện nghe bài hát Long Nite

(Koopsta Knicca)
I gotta plan in command on your ass
This little young niggas in them caskets
You front black nigga rolled up layed up on your ass hoe
Better run by Crunchy Juice Paul Boo and Scarecrow
Theres a whole lotta in my world today
Which means you run into a nigga Koop a nutcase
I can tell by tha day its gonna be a long night
When I take a swipe for you life my big buldgin' nine
Now while Im kickin' niggas
Just to 'em though
Before I go I get them Swishaz them Navajos
Upon tha mighty
Now can I fuckin' it
You better answer
Before I hit you for riches

(Lord Infamous)
'cause them want to really try to jump up
But they know they gonna catch a
of my sub-machine gun fire to jaws
I kick shit through tha air
You wanna to test me ?
I'm tha Infamous nightmare I wanna some laws
I secret forms of voodoo culture
flesh culture
>From my pet
Sleepin' in tha death defying beyond human
Into my private temple in tha middle of Everest
pine as I sky dive off a mountain
In my mind blood squirtin' high out of
Countin corpses in my black
In tha paintin' satanic portraits

(DJ Paul)
See it was me, Lil Buck, and my Lil Knife
And some thug ass I never seen in my life
We roll in Bobby's 'Lac with tha bones and vogues
Full
top
Steady them hoes
Tha nigga that I didn't know he had some on a weed
And stoppin' by tha so he can get up on some cheese
I've seen shit in tha game as as he opened his mouth
We dropped him off tha fool went tha fuckin' house
I didn't think shit about it but minutes had to pass
Make me not trust his busta ass
I looked around and somethin' just my eye switch
Twenty mo niggaz just like tha bitch
Not takin' no I'm knowin' it's a stick up
But when we tried to 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 sign
Lil Buck slamed right into them
Baby you want to scoop me as I cross straight to tha
My nigga Lil Knife let tha Tech rippin' me
tha last hoes who still stood on they feet
Now we gettin' tha fuck up out of the
was all wrong but takin some lifes made it right
It was a long

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

(Lord Infamous)
We caught devils basement
I walked down tha
tha walls are lined with candle light

Goin' it tha Triple Six Mafia gun room
Soon I will tha weapon I find most appropriate
For reasons I take tha & Wesson and a Mac 10
Paul walked in he a street sweeper
Reaper and a Glock 19
Crunchy Black he took tha M-16
Boo called tha
him to get tha shovel ready for burial
Of the
Lets put them on Unsolved
Ease please creep up in tha with tha night scope
And held it on tha blunt can blow nothin' but red
Them niggas died in a blast we stuck gas in
fuckin' Triple 6 assassins