Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

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

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

[l
This is for my mob and my thug
Ruff bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
what, what niggas, y'all a bunch of but niggas
Always want figures but never the cut niggas
Talk mad shit but put up niggas
Is it I bust wit stuff that just shut up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it wit some moet 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 y'all gonna fear
The bronx them recoreds cause we always prepared
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 over, ain't over

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

Yo my niggas is on the level I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin flynt I'm a porn
Ay yo niggas is faker then a three dollar bill
And I don't shoot to bust yo I shoot to
What's going on yo, the and jump off flow
Yo I'm in five o, o, o, yo that hoe
After you get wit it, yo let me hit it
know how I come, I bring 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 love no
I like to light the blunts then my licks
Foundation motherfucker like the bottom of
I'm from iraq nigga wit domican
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo y'all fake fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I these niggas from the gitty up
give me sixteen yo I'll tear 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 tecs spit
My ? playas clowns
guns, weed and coke to connected towns
See I pop like corn, and real killers do killings wit the lights on
I knock em out, I don't like to fight long
Remember me gun up in my right palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one knock on your door
You open up, you see a whore wit the glock to jaw
See mysonne is the one 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 pain
Cop you gators, drink champane
Cause when it comes to the street shit, I let the lift
Murder scene police lines white sheet shit
Yall wit niggas, I'm the one they roll wit
Yall go get niggas, I'm the one go get
niggas don't want nothing to do wit me
Cause I spit guns and like their's two of me

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

rhymes]
Now gitty up now, lighting horse back saddleing
Rob beaches like we a boat and we paddleing
Down a stream of water, wet any challeging
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, it we dibble and dabbling
Got you imageing how this really all be happeing
My landscape of live niggas stretch from to maryland
put one in a nigga who be rambling
And blow a hundred thou if y'all is really gambling
Gritty feel the snap pop leaving it crackling
You know the keep all of my live niggas wild wit him
Traveling to see niggas from through grambling
Ha up my niggas to form a large gathering
Yo rattling niggas who walk
Beat you in the same till the blues start blacking
niggas stay genaral managing
Flipmode throwing those bundles we carrying
Yo analyze my many live cramming it
We throw a pointer, while y'all niggas throwing javelins
Sweating your whole shit, feel your clothes
Dancing in a line of four wheel we lamping
The ? arms up in the draw paneling
Or unraveling the truth on how niggas champions
Ha, ha, ha

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