Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo let's get and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers
In condiminiums, our drug capers
New york city, know only way to play is
I want cheddar, so we can up in the 850
My commity like to puff l's and look jiggy
Who wan' test this? my semi leave you
And shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young, but I done did shit you won't do
So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about through
I got niggaz who pump on yo' and in yo' spot
Who sit to you? protectin you?
But they'll murder you,
Don status, we gettin chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, frontin, frontin in

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

Chorus(x2):

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 done somethin

Yo, check out the kid that get like sosa
Never turned chocha, be in the costa
Rica, margaritas wit a mami
Cleanin my tommy, showin to my army
Whenever the lox find rippy blocks, we em
Yeah I hear niggaz, but I don't feel em
And for the listeners, and prisoners
And them jealous rap cats that prefer us
My 16's be so real, you can feel em in your
Like ramello's pops sugarhill
J be the cause for the kiss at your
Cartel lips, spittin clips at your
We from the bottom
You'll see bad pardon, whatever
We can do it at the
Word life, shit is real big
I'm makin niggaz blow even if they not guilty

I want a palace for my thugs, wit rugs
Green bags from drugs, get wacked for the
Twenty niggaz me, still couldn't shatter me
I'm gettin up, splittin up your anatomy
Official lock family, 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 then grab cannon
Think you smartest, and retaliate the hardest,
If you a or a rap artist, respect me like pesci
And if rap was hockey, I be gretzky, nestle
Any ya done started somethin
Actin invincible like you God or
If you god, i'ma makes a lot til you rot
And if you a playa, then play for you got
And if you a thug, then bustin off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite you bark

Don't at me wit no bullshit, use caution
Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, like
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, I start a bunch of shit
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three
Cause when we creep, no more than deep, niggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found shit buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, and blood
A positive I'd is impossible, so you
John doe is what they gon' be puttin on 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 listen
So you got whatchu for

What's

Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrr, I hit the fuckin
Cause like I said before ain't goin down until I eat
Mu'fuckers think all about impressin bitches and stressin bitches
Well, I'm testin bitches game, adressin bitches, and caressin
And wit mu'fuckers on all levels
What I'm dealin wit is all devils, with snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, niggaz
That come and worry niggaz
30 niggaz like to bury niggaz
And niggaz get it all the time
Cause what got is all of mine
Your man was talkin shit until I the nine
And if I don't you, I don't fuck witchu
And if you wit my man, then he stuck witchu
And it the money
Cause I just my mind when he crossed the line
his back through his chest
Then I tossed the nine, boss of
Black gotti, I stack bodies wit the black
niggaz who act snotty
Get it

These is for real
These ain't playin

This ain't no game
You think we
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