Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

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

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

[l
is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
Screaming what, niggas, y'all a bunch of but niggas
want figures but never play the cut niggas
Talk mad shit but never put up
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that shut up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull 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 to let you eat at my seat
When they know I call my name at this
I'm gon always be here, and y'all gonna fear
The bronx making them recoreds cause we always
Got sons you don't know about, ones you know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we out
What!!

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

blade]
I'm the one wit the and the clothes
Drop from the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you baby (yeah)
eighty roll through you and your 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 divide cliques on some 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 dice hit 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 niggas is on the same I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin flynt I'm doing a
Ay yo niggas is faker then a three dollar bill
And I don't shoot to yo I shoot to kill
What's on yo, the jumpoff and jump off flow
Yo I'm in five o, o, o, yo that hoe
you get done wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches know how I come, I bring the wit it
All of the thug piece you know I rock wit it
I ear plane the hoe like I
Yo I love my niggas, love no chicks
I to light the blunts then order my licks
Foundation like the bottom of bricks
I'm iraq nigga wit domican hits
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo fake they fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I told these niggas the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo I'll tear whole city up
And niggas believe then tell em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs rounds
My ? disrespected clowns
Bringing guns, and coke to connected towns
See I pop niggas corn, and real killers do killings wit the lights on
I em out, cause 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 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, mysonne air the wit the four
Yall cowards don't war, y'all can't stand pain
Cop you gators, drink champane
Cause it comes to the street shit, I let the heat lift
scene police lines nigga 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 want nothing to do wit me
Cause I spit and rhymes like their's two of me

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

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

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