Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo get papers and pop more with holes up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, our drug capers
New York City, know way to play is gritty
I want cheddar, so we can up in the 850

My whole comity to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wanna test this? My leave you chest less
And ain't that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young, but I did shit that you won't do

So go wit the bullshit you blab about goin' through
I got niggaz who pump on your block and in your
Who sit next to you? Protectin' you? But they'll murder you,
Don status, nigga we gettin'
And bad bitchsesis, frontin' in

Ayo, and The Lox we takin' knots from the out of state spots
Any nigga make it hot, get in vacant lot
You don't wanna come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb high from blunt lye the rack of sing-sing
Who got more beef than a farm

So I pack sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It's not a nigga in your gang it
My AK gays, spray strays wit niggaz names on it
Often I bug, then soften a thug
Have a coughin' blood, fill his coffin with slugs

Yo, you know I got enough to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a Tec at Mase, and, a explanation
You your crew and 'em and I'm doin' 'em
Then I'm 'em down with aluminum, then I'm puttin' two in 'em
You can't touch me, I've devil sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of things, but that's irrelevant

If you love the money, prepare to die for it
Niggaz started somethin'
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
done started somethin'

If you the money, then prepare to die for it
Niggaz done started
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
Niggaz started somethin'

Yo, check out the kid get coke like Sosa
turned down chocha be in the Costa
Rica, sippin' with a mami
Cleanin' my Tommy, showin' love to my
Whenever The Lox find rippy blocks, we 'em
Yeah I hear niggaz, but I still don't 'em

And this for the listeners, and
And them jealous rap that prefer dissin' us
My be so real, you can feel 'em in your vain
Ramello's pops from Sugarhill

J be the 'cause for the at your wake
Cartel lips, spittin' clips at face, we started from the bottom
You'll see bad niggaz pardon, whatever we can do it at the
Word life, this is real big
I'm makin' niggaz blow trial even if they not

I a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green bags from drugs, get wacked for the
Twenty niggaz batter me, still shatter me
I'm only gettin' up, splittin' up your

lock family, grants niggaz handin' me
I the finer things, and I hope you understandin' me
at the table, plannin' and plug the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and then grab your

you smartest, and retaliate the hardest, regardless
If you a thug or a rap artist, me like Pesci
And if rap was hockey, I be Gretzky, puffin'
Any ya niggaz started somethin'
Actin' invincible like you God or

If you God, then I'm a a lot till you rot
And if you a playa, then for everything you got
And if you a thug, start bustin' off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite before you

If you the money, then prepare to die for it
done started somethin'
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
Niggaz done started

Don't came at me no bullshit, use caution
'Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, like
For bigger portions, of extortion then
Got fearin', fuck what you heard, this what you hearin'

How much darker must it get, how much must it hit?
See if your hardest niggaz flip, I start a bunch of shit
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme feet
'Cause when we creep, no more than three deep, see sheep

Bloodhounds found shit buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, and blood
A ID is impossible, so you know
Doe is what they gonna' be puttin' on that tag on your toe

Now who tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't
So you got what you for what's that?

Surgery wit the chainsaw, I hit the streets
'Cause like I said before ain't goin' down until I eat
Mu' fuckers think it's all about impressin' and stressin' bitches
Well, I'm testin' bitches game, bitches, and caressin' bitches

And with mu'fuckers on all levels
I'm dealin' with is all devils
Fuckin' with snakes, runnin' with you call rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, dirty
That come through and worry niggaz 30 niggaz that like to niggaz

And scary niggaz get it all the time 'cause what they got is all of
Your man was talkin' shit until I the nine
And if I don't know you, I don't with you
And if you with my man, then he stuck with you

And gave it the
I just lost my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his back through his chest I tossed the nine
Boss of crime, Black Gotti, I stack bodies wit the black
Bitch-ass who act snotty, get it

These is for real, these niggaz ain't playin'
This no fuckin' game, you think we playin'? Ruff Ryders