Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

* just to be clear, l does +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill

beatz]
Let's get it started, get it
Let's keep it started, keep it
Yeah, yeah, the album
Go, go, go!!

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

[swizz
It ain't over, it ain't over, over

blade]
I'm the one wit the and the clothes
flows from the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you know (yeah)
Hold roll through you and your old lady
How rich this dough made me, gold az the navie
Shit you won't find at old navy, two hundred ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy
Same from the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything five and six
five six, jeans five six, benz green five and six keep me five or sixed
We know dice hit want cream fold, for two green six seelo and the ego (yeah)
So how you flipping yo (uh uh)
I'm touching keys like pianos to getting like tony soprano

Yo my niggas is on the same I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin I'm doing a porn
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker then a three dollar
And I shoot to bust yo I shoot to kill
What's on yo, the jumpoff and jump off flow
Yo I'm in o, o, o, yo pass that hoe
After you get wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches how I come, I bring the cock wit it
All of the piece you know 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
motherfucker like the bottom of bricks
I'm from iraq wit domican hits
Peurto motherfuckers yo y'all fake they fits
Violator

Yo, yo
I these niggas from the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo I'll tear this city up
And niggas don't believe then em put fifty up
All is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds
My ? playas clowns
Bringing guns, weed and coke to connected
See I pop niggas like corn, and real killers do wit the lights on
I knock em out, I don't like to fight long
Remember me lefty gun up in my palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that knock on your
You open up, you see a wit the glock to your jaw
See is the one that hit the blocks wit the raw
For his money, mysonne air the block wit the
Yall don't want war, y'all can't stand pain
Cop you gators, drink champane
Cause it comes to the street shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene police lines nigga sheet shit
Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one they wit
Yall go get niggas, I'm the one go get
Yall niggas don't nothing to do wit me
Cause I spit guns and rhymes like two of me

Niggas can't be serious, we wear guns clothes
But only show em when it's to blow em in bulk
We been through way worse then war, razor and more
Left niggas wit leaks, and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, appear how you wanna bar
Check out your weight, see if it's to war
We did the life y'all niggas just got involved
My appetite for is similar to carnivores
Dislike me you head on, fight me you dead
Cause now a days you only get wet wit my on
Don't let this push you, the fourth hit you
you keyed up gasping for breath on the floor cripple
Infamous we take it to the extremes my
when a nigga mistake me for herb
Get buried over words, I'm loose wit the bird
I can show ready or tell, y'all heard

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

[busta
Flipmode, violator, we always silence
Fuck is wrong wit
Cut that off now
Cut it off
Cut it off