Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

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

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Let's get it started, get it
keep it started, keep it started
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 play the cut
Talk mad shit but never put up
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that just up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then it or mix it wit some moet then sip it
Then turn around and it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you eat at my
When they know I call my name at table
I'm gon always be here, and y'all gonna fear
The bronx making them recoreds we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad and we going out
What!!

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

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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 you and your old lady
How rich this dough made me, gold az matching the
you won't find at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, to divide cliques on some wise guy shit
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 flipping yo (uh uh)
I'm touching keys like pianos to getting dough like soprano

Yo my is on the same level I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin flynt I'm doing a
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker a three dollar bill
And I don't shoot to bust yo I to kill
going 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 know how I come, I the cock wit it
All of the thug piece you know I gotta wit it
I ear plane the hoe like I
Yo I love my niggas, don't no chicks
I like to light the blunts order my licks
motherfucker like the bottom of bricks
I'm from nigga wit domican hits
rican motherfuckers yo y'all fake they fits
Violator

Yo, yo
I told niggas from the gitty up
Yall give me yo I'll tear this whole city up
And niggas don't believe then em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds
My ? playas clowns
Bringing guns, weed and coke to 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 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 when it to the street shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene police lines white sheet shit
Yall wit niggas, I'm the one they roll wit
go get niggas, I'm the one they go get
Yall niggas want nothing to do wit me
Cause I spit guns and rhymes like two of me

Niggas be serious, we wear guns like clothes
But only show em when it's to blow em in bulk
We been through way worse then war, razor fights and
Left wit leaks, holes and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, appear how you wanna bar
out your weight, see if it's worth to war
We did the street life y'all niggas got involved
My for guns is similar to carnivores
Dislike me you head on, fight me you dead
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 breath on the cripple
Infamous we it to the extremes my words
Especially when a nigga 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, it's lighting back saddleing
Rob like we rowing a boat and we paddleing
Down a of water, wet any nigga challeging
one all in your knee cap leave you staggering
Scrambling cause a whole lot of shit we be handling
My all in the money, fuck it we dibble and dabbling
Got you imageing how this could really all be
My landscape of niggas 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 through
Ha round up my niggas to form a large
Yo rattling niggas who badlimp
Beat you in the place till the blues start blacking
C-e-o niggas genaral managing
Flipmode throwing heavy bundles we carrying
Yo analyze my live niggas cramming it
We throw a three pointer, while y'all niggas javelins
Sweating your whole shit, feel your dampeing
in a line of four wheel drives we lamping
The ? length up in the draw paneling
Or unraveling the truth on how remain champions
Ha, ha, ha

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