Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

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

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

[l
This is for my mob and my niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a of but niggas
Always 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 pull then clip it or mix it wit moet then sip it
Then around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for to let you eat at my seat
When they know I call my name at 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 about, ones you don't know about
by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!

[swizz
It ain't over, it ain't over, over

[sonja
I'm the one wit the chrome and the
Drop flows the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah)
Hold eighty through you and your old lady
How rich dough made me, gold az matching the navie
Shit you won't find at old navy, two hundred ad
Still shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy shit
Same chick the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything five and six
Height six, jeans five six, benz 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 like pianos to getting dough like tony

Yo my niggas is on the level I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin flynt I'm doing a
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker then a three 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 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 piece you know I gotta rock wit it
I ear plane the hoe I cockpitted
Yo I love my niggas, love no chicks
I like to light the blunts order my licks
Foundation motherfucker like the bottom of
I'm from iraq nigga wit hits
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo y'all fake they
motherfucker

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 thugs do dirt, all our tecs rounds
My ? playas disrespected
Bringing guns, weed and to connected towns
See I pop niggas like corn, and killers do killings wit the lights on
I knock em out, cause I don't to fight long
Remember me lefty gun up in my palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that on your door
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, mysonne air the wit the four
Yall cowards don't want war, can't stand pain
Cop you some gators, champane
when it comes to the street shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene police nigga white sheet shit
Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one roll wit
go get niggas, I'm the one they go get
Yall niggas don't want 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 when time to blow em in bulk
We been way worse then war, razor fights and more
Left wit leaks, holes and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, appear how you wanna bar
Check out weight, see if it's worth to war
We did the street y'all niggas just got involved
My appetite for guns is similar to
Dislike me you head on, fight me you dead
Cause now a days you get wet wit my dead on
Don't let this song you, the fourth hit you
you keyed up gasping for breath on the floor cripple
Infamous we take it to the extremes my
Especially when a mistake me for herb
Get buried over words, I'm loose wit the dessy
I can show ready or tell, niggas heard

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

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