Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

[swizz
get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the
Go, go, go!!

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This is for my mob and my niggas
Ruff bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
what, what niggas, y'all a bunch of but niggas
Always want but never play the cut niggas
Talk mad shit but put up niggas
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that just shut up
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it wit moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your album wit a snippet
Run up on your for your contract then rip it
on your label, for trying to let you eat at my seat
When they I call my name at this table
I'm gon always be here, and y'all always fear
The bronx making them cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we out
What!!

beatz]
It over, it ain't over, ain't over

[sonja
I'm the one wit the chrome and the
Drop flows the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, so you know baby (yeah)
Hold eighty roll through you and old lady
How rich this dough me, gold az matching the navie
Shit you find at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide on some wise guy shit
Same from the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything five and six
Height five six, jeans five six, green five and six keep me five or sixed
We know hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah)
So how you flipping yo (uh uh)
I'm touching keys pianos to getting dough like tony soprano

Yo my is on the same level I'm on
You ask me why I'm flynt I'm doing a porn
Ay yo y'all is faker then a three dollar bill
And I don't shoot to bust yo I to kill
What's going on yo, the jumpoff and jump off
Yo I'm in five o, o, o, yo pass hoe
you get done wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches know how I come, I the cock wit it
All of the thug piece you I gotta rock wit it
I ear plane the hoe I cockpitted
Yo I my niggas, don't love no chicks
I like to light the blunts order my licks
Foundation motherfucker like the of bricks
I'm from iraq nigga wit hits
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo y'all fake they
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I these niggas from the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo tear this whole city up
And niggas don't then tell em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our spit rounds
My ? disrespected clowns
Bringing guns, weed and to connected towns
See I pop niggas like corn, and killers do killings wit the lights on
I knock em out, cause I like to fight long
Remember me lefty gun up in my palm
mysonne, see mysonne is the one that knock on your door
You open up, you see a whore wit the to your jaw
See mysonne is the one that hit the wit the raw
For his money, mysonne air the block wit the
Yall cowards don't want war, can't stand pain
Cop you gators, drink champane
Cause when it comes to the street shit, I let the heat
Murder police lines nigga white sheet shit
Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one they wit
go get niggas, I'm the one they go get
Yall niggas don't want to do wit me
Cause I spit guns and rhymes their's two of me

Niggas be serious, we wear guns like clothes
But only show em it's time to blow em in bulk
We been through way worse then war, razor fights and
Left niggas wit leaks, and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, appear how you scale bar
Check out weight, see if it's worth to war
We did the street y'all niggas just got involved
My appetite for guns is similar to
Dislike me you on, fight me you dead wrong
Cause now a days you only get wet wit my on
let this song push you, the fourth hit you
Have you keyed up gasping for breath on the cripple
we take it to the extremes my words
Especially a nigga mistake me for herb
Get buried over words, I'm wit the dessy bird
I can ready or tell, y'all niggas heard

rhymes]
Now gitty up now, it's lighting horse back
Rob beaches like we a boat and we paddleing
Down a stream of water, wet any nigga
Blow one all in your knee cap you staggering
Scrambling cause theirs a whole lot of shit we be
My hands all in the money, fuck it we and dabbling
Got you imageing how this could really all be
My landscape of live niggas stretch here to maryland
Blaw put one in a nigga who be
And blow a hundred thou if y'all is really gambling
Gritty niggas feel the snap pop it crackling
You know the bouncer keep all of my live niggas wit him
to see niggas from howard through grambling
Ha up my niggas to form a large gathering
Yo rattling niggas who walk
Beat you in the same place till the blues start
C-e-o niggas stay genaral
Flipmode those heavy bundles we carrying
Yo analyze my many niggas cramming it
We throw a three pointer, while niggas throwing javelins
Sweating your whole shit, your clothes dampeing
Dancing in a line of wheel drives we lamping
The ? arms length up in the draw
Or the truth on how niggas remain champions
Ha, ha, ha

rhymes]
Flipmode, violator, we silence shit
Fuck is wit yall
Cut that off now
Cut it off
Cut it off