Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

* just to be clear, l boogie does in this case refer to lauryn hill

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

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

[sonja
I'm the one wit the chrome and the
Drop flows from the , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah)
Hold eighty roll through you and old lady
How rich this dough made me, gold az matching the
Shit you won't at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to cliques on some wise guy shit
Same chick from the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips 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 grams yo (uh uh)
I'm touching keys like pianos to getting dough tony soprano

Yo my is on the same level I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin I'm doing a porn
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker then a dollar bill
And I don't shoot to yo I shoot to kill
What's going on yo, the jumpoff and off flow
Yo I'm in o, o, o, yo pass that hoe
After you get wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches know how I come, I bring the wit it
All of the piece you know I gotta rock wit it
I ear the hoe like I cockpitted
Yo I my niggas, don't love no chicks
I like to light the blunts then my licks
Foundation motherfucker the bottom of bricks
I'm from nigga wit domican hits
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo y'all fake fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I told niggas from the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo I'll this whole city up
And niggas don't believe then tell em put up
All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our spit rounds
My ? playas disrespected
guns, weed and coke to connected towns
See I pop niggas like corn, and real killers do killings wit the on
I em out, cause I don't like to fight long
me lefty gun up in my right palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one knock on your door
You up, you see a whore wit the glock to your jaw
See is the one that hit the blocks wit the raw
For his money, air the block wit the four
Yall cowards don't want war, y'all can't stand
Cop you gators, drink champane
when it comes to the street shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene lines nigga white sheet shit
Yall wit niggas, I'm the one they roll wit
go get niggas, I'm the one they go get
Yall don't want nothing to do wit me
I spit guns and rhymes like their's two of me

Niggas can't be serious, we guns like clothes
But only show em when it's to blow em in bulk
We through way worse then war, razor fights and more
niggas wit leaks, holes and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, appear how you wanna bar
Check out your weight, see if worth to war
We did the street life niggas just got involved
My appetite for is similar to carnivores
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 on the floor cripple
Infamous we it to the extremes my words
Especially when a nigga mistake me for
Get buried over words, I'm loose wit the bird
I can ready or tell, y'all niggas heard

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