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, violater the
Go, go, go!!

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

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It ain't over, it over, ain't over

blade]
I'm the one wit the chrome and the
flows from the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you baby (yeah)
Hold roll through you and your old lady
How rich this dough made me, az matching the navie
Shit you won't at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy
Same chick the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything five and six
Height five six, jeans six, benz green five and six keep me five or sixed
We know dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six and the ego (yeah)
So how you grams yo (uh uh)
I'm touching keys like pianos to getting dough 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 dollar bill
And I don't 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
you get done wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches know how I come, I the cock wit it
All of the thug you know I gotta rock wit it
I ear plane the hoe I cockpitted
Yo I love my niggas, don't no chicks
I like to the blunts then order my licks
Foundation motherfucker the bottom of bricks
I'm iraq nigga wit domican hits
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo fake they fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I these niggas from the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo I'll tear this whole up
And niggas believe then tell em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs rounds
My ? playas clowns
Bringing guns, weed and coke to towns
See I pop niggas like corn, and real killers do wit the lights on
I knock em out, cause I don't like to long
me lefty gun up in my right 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 mysonne is the one that hit the wit the raw
For his money, air the block wit the four
Yall don't want war, y'all can't stand pain
Cop you some gators, drink
Cause it comes to the street shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene police lines white sheet shit
Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one roll wit
Yall go get niggas, I'm the one go get
Yall niggas don't want to do wit me
Cause I guns and rhymes like their's two of me

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

rhymes]
Now gitty up now, it's lighting back saddleing
Rob beaches like we rowing a boat and we
Down a 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 all be happeing
My of live niggas stretch from here to maryland
Blaw put one in a who be rambling
And blow a hundred if y'all niggas is really gambling
Gritty niggas 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 niggas to a large gathering
Yo niggas who walk badlimp
Beat you in the same place till the blues start
C-e-o stay genaral managing
Flipmode throwing those heavy we carrying
Yo analyze my live niggas cramming it
We throw a three pointer, while niggas throwing javelins
Sweating your whole shit, feel your dampeing
Dancing in a line of wheel drives we lamping
The ? arms length up in the paneling
Or unraveling the truth on how niggas champions
Ha, ha, ha

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