Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

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

beatz]
Let's get it started, get it
Let's keep it started, it started
Yeah, yeah, the album
Go, go, go!!

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This is for my mob and my niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a of but niggas
Always want figures but never the cut niggas
Talk mad shit but put up niggas
Is it cause I bust wit stuff just shut up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull clip it or mix it wit some moet then sip it
turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract rip it
Shame on your label, for to let you eat at my seat
When know I call my name at this table
I'm gon always be here, and y'all always gonna
The bronx making them recoreds cause we 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 and the clothes
Drop from the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah)
Hold eighty roll you and your old lady
How this dough made me, gold az matching the navie
you won't find at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide on some wise guy shit
Same chick from the ? , 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 hit want 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 dough like tony 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 to bust yo I shoot to kill
What's on yo, the jumpoff and jump off flow
Yo I'm in five o, o, o, yo pass 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 gotta wit it
I ear the hoe like I cockpitted
Yo I love my niggas, don't no chicks
I like to light the blunts then order my
Foundation motherfucker the bottom of bricks
I'm from nigga wit domican hits
Peurto motherfuckers yo y'all fake they fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I told these from the gitty up
give me sixteen yo I'll tear this whole city up
And niggas believe then tell em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds
My ? disrespected clowns
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 like to long
Remember me lefty gun up in my palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one knock on your door
You up, you see a whore 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 cowards don't war, y'all can't stand pain
Cop you gators, drink champane
when it comes 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 their's two of me

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

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Now gitty up now, lighting horse back saddleing
Rob beaches like we rowing a and we paddleing
Down a of water, wet any nigga challeging
Blow one all in your knee cap you staggering
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 stretch from to maryland
Blaw put one in a nigga who be
And blow a hundred thou if y'all niggas is gambling
Gritty niggas feel the snap pop leaving it
You know the bouncer keep all of my live wild wit him
Traveling to see niggas howard through grambling
Ha round up my niggas to form a gathering
Yo rattling niggas who walk
Beat you in the same place till the blues blacking
C-e-o niggas genaral managing
Flipmode throwing heavy bundles we carrying
Yo analyze my many niggas cramming it
We a three pointer, while y'all niggas throwing javelins
Sweating your whole shit, feel your dampeing
Dancing in a line of four drives we lamping
The ? arms up in the draw paneling
Or the truth on how niggas remain champions
Ha, ha, ha

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