Luyện nghe bài hát Long Nite

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

(Lord Infamous)
'cause them niggaz to really try to jump up
But they know they catch a couple
of my sub-machine gun fire to they
I kick shit flyin' tha air
You dare to test me ?
I'm tha Infamous nightmare I break some laws
I practice secret forms of voodoo
flesh culture
>From my pet
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 squirtin' out of fountains
Countin corpses in my fortress
In tha hallway paintin' portraits

(DJ Paul)
See it was me, Lil Buck, and my Lil Knife
And some thug ass fool I seen in my life
We roll in Bobby's 'Lac with tha gold and vogues
grain
top
Steady pullin' hoes
Tha nigga that I know said he had some on a weed
And stoppin' by tha crib so he can get up on some
I've seen shit in tha game as soon as he opened his
We dropped him off tha went behind 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' made my eye switch
Twenty mo niggaz dressed just like tha
Not takin' no chances I'm it's a stick up
But when we tried to bail we got blocked by a
Dropped tha tryin to test my pimpin'
To see I'm all about
But speakin to soon I got
I stepped up out tha Cadillac
Vision blur I'm 9-9
I was up on my seein' a 6-6 up on a street sign
Lil Buck slamed into them durves
Baby you want to scoop me as I cross straight to tha
My nigga Lil let tha Tech start rippin' me
>From tha last hoes who still stood on they
Now we tha fuck up out of the hood
That was all but takin some lifes made it right
It was a long

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

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

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