Luyện nghe bài hát Niggas Dun Started Sumthin

[Featuring Mase,

Yo
Hey yo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in
And over-looking our drug capers
New York City, the only way to play is
I cheddar so we can front up in the eight fitty
My committee like to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wanna this? My semi leave you chestless
There shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young buttadundy shit you won't do
So go ahead with bullshit you blab about going through
I got who pump, on yo block and in yo spot
But sit next to you protecting you but murder you
Don Status, we getting chipseses
And bad bitcheses in flickseses

Yo Mase and The Lox we taking knots from the outta state
Any nigga make it hot get in vacant lot
You don't wanna come try the one guy
Who stay dumb from blunt lie
To ????
We got more beef than an bomb
So I enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
not a nigga in your gang want it
My AK slay gays and spray strays with niggas on it
Often not and much softer than thugs
Have a chump coughin blood his coffin with slugs
Yo You know I got enough to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a tech in and, Have and explanation
You your crew in em I'm doing em
Then I'm em down with aluminium
Then I'm two in em
You can't touch me I've been sinned
Wanted for
A lot of things but that's irrelavent

[Styles] If you love the money, prepare to die for it
[DMX] Niggas done something
You can lay in the plains or hug the sky for it
[DMX] Niggas started something
{Repeat

Yo, check out the kid get coke like Sosa
Never turn Chocha We in the Costa
Rica, sippin Margarittas with a
Clinged to Tommy, love to my army
Whenever the Lox find Ricky Blocks we him
I hear niggas but I still don't feel em
This is for the and prisoners
And jealous rap cats that prefer dissing us
My 16's be so
You can feel em in your vein like the pops from Sugar Hill
Jay be the cause for the kiss that you
Cartel lift spittin clips at yo
We started the bottom, you don't see bad niggas pardon
we can do it at the garden
Word life, shit is real B
I'm making niggas blow trials if they not guilty

I want a palace for my thugs, oriental rugs
Green back for drugs get for the love
20 niggas me, still couldn't shatter me
I'm only getting up, splitting up yo
Lox family, grants niggas handing me
I want the finer things and I hope you me
Sitting at the table plan in the club then
Let the dry off and then grab the cannon
Think the smartest and retaliate the
Regardless, if you a or a rap artist
Respect me like Pesci, and If rap was
I'd be Gretski, puffin
And ya'll niggas done something
Acting invincible you god or something
If you god, I'ma mix a lot until you rot
And if you a player then for everything you got
And if you a thug then start off shots
And if you a dogg you better bite you bark


Don't come at me no bullshit, use caution
'cause when I wet shit I dead shit Like abortions, for bigger
Of exortion and racket hear it, rap niggas it
Fuck what you heard what you hearing
How much darker must it get? How must harder it hit?
See if ya hardest niggas flip, When I a bunch of shit
I pussy, but not up in my face, So give me 3 feet
'cause when we creep, no more 3 deep, niggas see sheet
Let stand yo shit burried in the mud
Following of gun powder, residue, and blood
A ID is impossible, So you know, John Doe
Is what gonna be putting on that tag on yo toe
Now who gonna tell yo mother her baby's under a in the morgue
as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Another hard headed that wouldn't listen
So you got, what you came for, surgery, the chainsaw
I hit the fucking streets just I said before
Ain't nothing going until I eat
Motherfuckers think all about impressing bitches
And stressing bitches, While I'm testing bitches
Undressing bitches and bitches
And dealing with motherfuckers on all
I'm dealing with is all devils
Fucking mistakes, runnin with you call rebels
I got an army of 7-30 niggas niggas
It's tough to worry thrity niggas that like to bury niggas
And scary get all the time, and what they got is all of mine
Ya never talked this shit until I the nine
And if I don't you I don't fuck with you
And if you with my man, then he getting stuck you
And me the money, 'cause I just lost my mind
he crossed the line, spit this back to his chest
Then I the nine
Forced the crime, ghotti, I stack bodies
the black shotti and jab niggas that act knotty