Luyện nghe bài hát N2gether Now (Remix By Neptunes)

Who can be the
up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the
Standin up, I'm
I'm blazin' up the
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the and the charcoal
Lava and brands me like a barcode
I'm Dashin all the strikes
Keep the media
As for the fight
And that alone with keep John on the phone
in his own I got the bees on the track
Where the you at?

Let me you pigeons run your mouth now
the fuck up!
I'm pluggin in them social
That keep my total over a million
The time I checked it
God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it
Wait until the round, I'll knock him out

They call me big John
My name mud
water flow
Too for you thugs
That can't stand the
up doc?
Hold big gun Elmer Fudd
The sure
Mr. I'm unplugged

Temperature's too hot for

Playin minds can get you state time
Lock behind twelve bars from a great
Killa in the club when there's ladybug
Brought a sword to tha floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day 'til both slug
And take life in cold blood
Can't me?
Cause your blood
Murder is
is endless
Same shit day
Father us
They not what they do
Our do
I'm big like easy, ya

What's that, I didn't hear
the fuck up!
Come on a little
Shut the up!
N 2 Gether now
Shut the up!
What?

What's that, I didn't hear
Shut the up!
Come on a little
Shut the up!
N 2 Gether now
Shut the up!
What?

Headstrong, deadcon, by dawn
Deadweight they dead
get it on
Twelve of throwdown
Who crown?
land with both pound
Limp
Get around like
What's the
through your stereo
Why it
Lifestyles of the prolific and
Eight vitamins and minerals

Word on the is
bit my thesis
Knocked out front teethes
Tryin to mine
Actin like heard through the grapevine
Dope for the baseline
To provide

Hard as nails to the
you find that monster
She
Wu-Tang and Bizkit
Roll on the
Kick a hole in the
Pull the and inject

Mic
So what's it all
we gonna run?
Maybe we can up on the sun
Discretion is
For the blood of virgin
Limpin on the track Method
So get the
You get one shot
Until you
I around everything you got
From outta nowhere
be blinded by the glare
I you not to stare
Now turned into stone
a microphone
But don't you forget you're in the
So the fuck up!
And take shit back
Cause all your shit's
is doodoo
When it's way like that
Burnin up your brain a piston
So all those who didn't
Never even knew they were missin
And never even knew that the sky was down
Wu-Tang Clan for the

What's that, I hear you?
Shut the up!
Come on a little
Shut the up!
Everybody N2 now
Shut the up!
What?

What's that, I didn't you?
Shut the up!
Come on a louder
Shut the up!
Everybody N 2 now
the fuck up!
What?

It was over head all day every day


Wu-Tang, Killa Bees, and the

Gotta know the
Gotta know to
It ain't bein greezy
In a world of cleanliness and you all that other madness
We

Limp Bizkit, Method Man, the house y'all, bring it on