Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop mo' with holes up in
In condiminiums, our drug capers
New york city, know only way to is gritty
I cheddar, so we can front up in the 850
My commity like to puff l's and look jiggy
Who wan' this? my semi leave you chestless
And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be
Young, but I done did shit that you do
So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about goin
I got niggaz who pump on yo' block and in yo'
Who sit to you? protectin you?
But they'll 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 nigga make it hot, get in vacant lot
You really wanna come try, the one guy
Who dumb high from blunt lye
The of sing-sing alumni
Who got more than a islamic farm
So I enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It's not a nigga in your want it
My ak slay gays, spray strays wit names on it
Often I bug, then we'll a thug
Have a chump coughin blood, his coffin with slugs
Yo, you know I got enough guns to wreck a
Any wave a tec at mase, and, have a explanation
You your crew and em and I'm doin em
Then I'm beatin em down with
I'm puttin two in em
You can't touch me, I've been double sent, for embezzlement
A lot of other things, but that's

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If you love the money, then 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 that get coke like
turned down chocha, be in the costa
Rica, sippin margaritas wit a
my tommy, showin love to my army
Whenever the lox find blocks, we kill em
Yeah I hear niggaz, but I still don't em
And for the listeners, and prisoners
And them jealous rap that prefer dissin us
My 16's be so real, you can feel em in your
Like pops from sugarhill
J be the cause for the kiss at your
Cartel lips, clips at your face
We from the bottom
see bad niggaz pardon, whatever
We can do it at the
Word life, this shit is big
I'm makin niggaz blow trial even if they not

I a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
bags from drugs, get wacked for the love
Twenty batter me, still couldn't shatter me
I'm gettin up, splittin up your anatomy
Official family, grants niggaz handin me
I want the things, and I hope you understandin me
at the table, plannin and plug the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and grab your cannon
you smartest, and retaliate the hardest, regardless
If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me pesci
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 bustin off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite before you

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

What's

Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrr, I hit the fuckin
Cause like I said before ain't nothin goin down I eat
Mu'fuckers think it's all about impressin bitches and bitches
Well, I'm testin bitches game, bitches, and caressin bitches
And dealin wit on all levels
I'm dealin wit is all devils, fuckin with snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, niggaz
come through and worry niggaz
30 that like to bury niggaz
And niggaz get it all the time
Cause what they got is all of
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 lost my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his back his chest
Then I tossed the nine, of crime
gotti, I stack bodies wit the black shotty
Bitch-ass who act snotty
Get it

niggaz is for real
These ain't playin

ain't no fuckin game
You think we
Ruff