Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo get papers and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers
In condiminiums, overlooking our drug
New york city, know only way to play is
I cheddar, so we can front up in the 850
My whole like to puff l's and look jiggy
Who wan' test my semi leave you chestless
And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be
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 yo' and in yo' spot
Who sit next to you? you?
But murder you, playa
Don status, nigga we chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, frontin, in eclipsesis

Ayo, and the lox
We takin knots from the out of state
Any make it hot, get found in vacant lot
You don't really wanna try, the one guy
Who dumb high from blunt lye
The rack of sing-sing
Who got beef than a islamic farm
So I enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It's not a in your gang want it
My ak slay gays, strays wit niggaz names on it
Often I bug, then we'll a thug
a chump coughin blood, fill his coffin with slugs
Yo, you know I got guns to wreck a nation
Any wave a tec at mase, and, have a explanation
You bring crew and em and I'm doin em
I'm beatin em down with aluminum
Then I'm two in em
You can't touch me, I've double sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of things, but that's irrelavent

Chorus(x2):

If you love the money, then to die for it

Niggaz started somethin

You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it

Niggaz started somethin

Yo, check out the kid that get coke sosa
Never turned chocha, be in the costa
Rica, sippin wit a mami
Cleanin my tommy, love to my army
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 cats that prefer us
My 16's be so real, you can em in your vain
Like pops from sugarhill
J be the cause for the at your wake
lips, spittin clips at your face
We started the bottom
You'll see bad niggaz pardon,
We can do it at the
Word life, this is real big
I'm makin niggaz trial even if they not guilty

I a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green bags from drugs, get for the love
Twenty batter me, still couldn't shatter me
I'm only gettin up, up your anatomy
Official lock family, grants niggaz me
I the finer things, and I hope you understandin me
Sittin at the table, and plug the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and then grab your
Think you smartest, and retaliate the hardest,
If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me like
And if rap was hockey, I be gretzky, nestle
Any ya done started somethin
Actin like you God or somethin
If you god, then makes a lot til you rot
And if you a playa, play for everything you got
And if you a thug, then start bustin off
And if you a dog, you better bite you bark

Don't came at me wit no bullshit, use
Cause I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions
For bigger portions, of extortion racketeering
Got niggaz fearin, fuck whatchu heard, whatchu hearin
How darker must it get, how much harder must it hit
See if your hardest niggaz flip, when I start a of shit
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so three feet
Cause when we creep, no more than deep, niggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found shit buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, residue and
A I'd is impossible, so you know
John doe is they gon' be puttin on that tag on yo' toe
Now who gon tell yo mother, her under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga wouldn't listen
So you got came for

What's

Surgery wit the grrrrr, I hit the fuckin streets
Cause like I said before ain't nothin goin until I eat
Mu'fuckers it's all about impressin bitches and stressin bitches
Well, I'm testin bitches game, bitches, and caressin bitches
And dealin wit mu'fuckers on all
What I'm dealin wit is all devils, with snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, dirty
That come through and worry
30 that like to bury niggaz
And scary niggaz get it all the
Cause they got is all of mine
Your man was talkin until I pulled the nine
And if I don't you, I don't fuck witchu
And if you wit my man, then he gettin stuck
And it the money
Cause I just lost my when he crossed the line
Sent his 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 niggaz is for
niggaz ain't playin

This ain't no game
You think we
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