Luyện nghe bài hát Niggas Dun Started Sumthin

[Featuring Mase,

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

Yo Mase and The Lox we taking knots from the state spots
Any make it hot get found in vacant lot
You don't really wanna try the one guy
Who stay dumb high from lie
To alumnight
We got more beef than an atomic
So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize bombs
There's not a nigga in your 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 fill his with slugs
Yo You know I got enough guns to wreck a
Any nigga wave a tech in Mase and, and explanation
You bring your in em I'm doing em
I'm Beating em down with aluminium
Then I'm two in em
You can't touch me I've been sinned
for imbesslement
A lot of other things but irrelavent

[Styles] If you love the money, then to die for it
[DMX] Niggas done started
[Styles] You can lay in the or hug the sky for it
Niggas done started something
Chorus}

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

I want a palace for my thugs, with rugs
Green for drugs get waxed for the love
20 niggas batter me, still shatter me
I'm only up, splitting up yo anatomy
Lox family, grants niggas handing me
I want the things and I hope you understanding me
Sitting at the table in the club then fanning
Let the sweat dry off and then grab the
the smartest and retaliate the hardest
Regardless, if you a or a rap artist
Respect me Pesci, and If rap was hockey
I'd be Gretski, puffin
And ya'll niggas done something
invincible like you god or something
If you god, I'ma mix a lot until you rot
And if you a player then play for you got
And if you a thug then start off shots
And if you a dogg you better before you bark


Don't at me with 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 you heard it's what you hearing
How darker must it get? How must harder must it hit?
See if ya hardest flip, When I start a bunch of shit
I like pussy, but not up in my face, So me 3 feet
'cause when we creep, no then 3 deep, niggas see sheet
Let hell stand yo burried in the mud
traces of gun powder, residue, and blood
A positive ID is impossible, So you know, Doe
Is what they gonna be putting on tag on yo toe
Now who gonna tell yo her baby's under a cover in the morgue
as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Another hard headed nigga that wouldn't
So you got, what you for, surgery, with the chainsaw
I hit the fucking streets just I said before
Ain't nothing going down I eat
Motherfuckers it's all about impressing bitches
And stressing bitches, While I'm bitches game
Undressing bitches and bitches
And dealing with motherfuckers on all
What I'm dealing is all devils
Fucking mistakes, with niggas you call rebels
I got an army of 7-30 niggas dirty
tough to worry niggas thrity niggas that like to bury niggas
And niggas get all the time, and what they got is all of mine
Ya talked this shit until I pull the nine
And if I don't know you I don't fuck you
And if you with my man, he getting stuck with you
And gave me the money, 'cause I just my mind
When he crossed the line, spit this back to his
Then I the nine
Forced the crime, black ghotti, I stack
the black shotti and jab niggas that act knotty