Luyện nghe bài hát Scenario 2000

Swizz
See y'all don't understand us you
Ruff Ryderz is a
Ryderz....Ruff Ryderz...Ruff Ryderz
Lets go...Swizz

DMX
This is the darkest shit, sparkest
Hittin wit the hardest shit, 'cause before we shit
Wit kidz I knew my fuckin all turned against me
Said fuck it, me a dog ever since me and my dog has been like this
He got my back I got his, schemin on mad
how we do bidz
It's time to start another, robbin spree
'cause yo, my way is highway,
When I was up north since 16 I was sendin home in a coffin
Livin like a orphan, you bad
I'll be back to see if you'll be still
You know my style put yo fuckin man, in a wheelchair
never walk again, on the strength of me
Dats how I left him G, scared to of me
cannot run, hit wit da hot one
From the shotgun, catz was close how we got done...

Eve
Yo yo,
My dogz in me
Petty thugz yo cake, never teasin me
I show love to, all my bitches hustlin one'z, wit these
moves, second to none, I locked it, huh
Made a sudden you got bit
Flooded wit the double R, street shit
Da hair bandit, you got gunz, hand it
my face when I bust a cannon
'cause I wear sunblock
Ask Drag if the is hot (Flame On baby)
pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop
We warn niggaz that we comin, then we the block
We niggaz like they mothers, then we wet up they socks
Red dot, on a radar, to seashore, then hide out
And buy out bars we see far
In game, we beat y'all, you got money?
Keep y'alls, for us be tearin to hide, then tear out fire
Beat

And you can see me if you tryin to
Get gramz for the night
I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white
Fuck rap yo, I'd rather be plannin the
Somewhere hot on a runner, tanning wit dykes
the haze, while all of em givin me brains
One at a time, y'all start the front of the line
But wanna contact me, and get wit me
And still end up mad 'cause I charge 50
And as for you suckaz, you can keep those
And yo awardz, my son can't eat those plaques
I was shipped but some thingz I never forget
Like if you spent three you garanteed to back six
the Benz off the lot and just dusted her off
Tints, rims, stashed, the governer off
the catz that be hatin still be lovin the dogz
'cause they know that the double R's for war
Wha

You ain't ready to die, then why should you
'cause when I start bustin the gunz you the kids
And the Pieer's still wit clips, survivin wit bricks
We on the 4th you got to die on the 5th
Like I wasnt hustlin or robbin the blocks
or not, carvin the cheek, palmin the glock
I figure nigga could I watch wit a watch
I like to knock off my crack I pull off a heist
Put it together, double it twice this shit is my
Catch me wit a .45, hot of Nikes
And three red dice, like, give me the or gimmie yo face
Gimmie a shank Holiday(Uh)
The hooptie's in the front but the truck is a away
wanna ride tommorow when they'll probabaly die today
'cause da Pio'll the gunz
Then holla at son (I you nigga)
And when he go to back, niggaz swallowin one

Y'all dem bust in them crowd niggaz and hit
When you should aim for niggaz that took yo leather
right there, but you scared that they gon bust
Cause they crazy, but crazy bleed like us
See I'm one shot thru the like Cupid
Y'all niggaz be crazy, but y'all not stupid
It's 99, I'm you, woman and kid
Fuck Scarface, watch me, I'm mo to see
Than the muthafuckaz y'all see on T.V.
And fuck you heard, check how Sheek get down
Comes the gun, shit, I'm wit one on me now
You neva know, clown could walk in the studio
Talkin shit, and there's gon be more than the amps blow
I'll pour gas on yo and watch yo shit detach
Wit a book of matches, now when you met yo match
And the worst for you is for me to have a gun when I'm thirsty
I'll niggaz more Holy Man, than Eddie Murphy
And I deal wit mo bricks than city do in Jersey
I got cops niggaz, I got autops niggaz, that'll bust you and slide
Wit some of niggaz
Revolver Pop niggaz, Ox niggaz, get knocked
Say I smoked detox
Drug program, hit the and cop 56 mo gramz
Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin wit the fam and word

Hey yo boy, the difference between fire and water?
You whether drown or die off torture, yo skins of ya
And watch ya off fat, dog I'm off the thermostat
Could put a to my mouth and give yo bitch a perm wit that
Keep shellz in the envelopes 'cause I'll mail out
More blood that a on a jailhouse footage
40, got a extra 20 wit the semi, when it hit you
You gon do a 360 swiftly
When I burn you to a crisp you gon be crunchier chips
Wit my hand all up in the bag, munchin on shit
Bit by bit, clip by clip and block by block is brick on brick
So I got on knots, got thingz that'll pop yo top
And double R yo block wit 16 shots and watch y'all drop
And nobody gettin up, lest they in the wheelchair
up or spittin up, either way I don't give a fuck