Luyện nghe bài hát Scenario 2000

Swizz
See y'all don't us you know
Ryderz is a family
Ruff Ryderz....Ruff Ryderz...Ruff
go...Swizz Beatz

DMX
This is the darkest shit, sparkest
Hittin wit the hardest shit, before we started shit
Wit kidz I my fuckin friendz all turned against me
Said fuck it, bought me a dog ever since me and my dog has been 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 niggaz home in a
like a orphan, you bad nigga?
I'll be back to see if be still here
You know my will put yo fuckin man, in a wheelchair
He'll never again, on the strength of me
how I left him G, scared to death of me
Niggaz run, hit wit da hot one
From the shotgun, catz was close how we got done...

Eve
Yo yo,
My believe in me
Petty thugz hide yo cake, never me
I show love to, all my bitches hustlin one'z, wit these
Makin moves, to none, I locked it, huh
Made a move you got bit
wit the double R, real street shit
Da hair bandit, you got gunz, hand it
Turn my when I bust a cannon
'cause I don't wear
Ask if the fire is hot (Flame On baby)
Shit pop shellz, fall three feet, 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 this game, we beat y'all, you got
Keep y'alls, for us be tearin tryin to hide, then out fire
y'alls

And you can see me if you tryin to
Get some gramz for the
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
Blowin the haze, all of em givin me brains
One at a time, y'all from the front of the line
But everybody contact me, and get wit me
And end up bein mad 'cause I charge 50
And as for you suckaz, you can those rapz
And screw yo awardz, my son eat those plaques
I was shipped but some thingz I never forget
Like if you spent three you garanteed to back six
Drove the off the lot and just dusted her off
Tints, rims, stashed, the governer off
Even the catz that be hatin still be lovin the
'cause they that the double R's comin for war
Wha

You ready to die, then why should you live?
'cause when I start bustin the gunz you hidin the
And the Pieer's still ridin wit clips, survivin wit
We on the 4th you got to die on the 5th
Like I wasnt hustlin dope or the blocks
Starvin or not, carvin the cheek, the glock
I figure which nigga I watch wit a watch
I like to knock off my crack I pull off a heist
Put it together, double it twice this is my life
me wit a .45, hot pair of Nikes
And three red dice, like, me the bank or gimmie yo face
a shank It's Holiday(Uh)
The hooptie's in the front but the is a mile away
Niggaz wanna tommorow when they'll probabaly die today
'cause da Pio'll hollow the
holla at son (I feel 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 them that took yo leather
They right there, but you scared that gon bust
they crazy, but crazy niggaz bleed like us
See I'm one shot thru the heart like
niggaz might be crazy, but y'all not stupid
It's 99, I'm you, woman and kid
Scarface, watch me, I'm mo action to see
Than the that y'all see on T.V.
And what you heard, check how Sheek get down
the gun, shit, I'm rhymin wit one on me now
You neva know, what clown could in the studio
Talkin shit, and there's gon be more than the amps that
I'll gas on yo skin and watch yo shit detach
Wit a book of matches, now dats when you met yo
And the worst thing for you is for me to a gun when I'm thirsty
I'll turn niggaz more Holy Man, than Eddie
And I deal wit mo bricks that city do in Jersey
I got call cops niggaz, I got autops niggaz, that'll bust you and
Wit of 6-drop niggaz
Revolver Pop niggaz, Ox niggaz, get knocked
Say I smoked niggaz
Drug program, hit the and cop 56 mo gramz
Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin wit the fam and dats

Hey yo boy, whats the between fire and water?
You drown or die off torture, cause 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 a riot on a jailhouse footage
Buck 40, got a 20 wit the semi, when it hit you
You gon do a 360 swiftly
When I you to a crisp you gon be crunchier than chips
Wit my all up in the bag, munchin on this shit
Bit by bit, clip by clip and block by block is brick on brick
So I got knots on knots, got thingz pop yo top
And double R spot yo block wit 16 shots and watch drop
And ain't nobody gettin up, they in the wheelchair
Sittin up or spittin up, either way I don't give a