Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

* just to be clear, l boogie does +not+ in this case 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 website violate the niggas
what, what niggas, y'all a bunch of but niggas
Always want but never play the cut niggas
Talk mad shit but put up niggas
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that just up niggas
like dro, I pull then 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 for your contract 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 be here, and y'all always gonna fear
The bronx making them recoreds cause we 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, ain't

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I'm the one wit the and the clothes
Drop flows the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you baby (yeah)
Hold roll through you and your old lady
How this dough made me, gold az matching the navie
Shit you won't find at old navy, two hundred ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy
Same chick from the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs everything five and six
Height five six, 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 niggas is on the same I'm on
You ask me why I'm flynt I'm doing a porn
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker a three dollar bill
And I don't shoot to yo I shoot to kill
What's going on yo, the jumpoff and jump off
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 gotta wit it
I ear plane the hoe I cockpitted
Yo I my niggas, don't love no chicks
I to light the blunts then order my licks
Foundation motherfucker like the bottom of
I'm from nigga wit domican hits
Peurto motherfuckers yo y'all fake they fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I told these niggas from the up
Yall give me sixteen yo 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 ? disrespected clowns
Bringing guns, weed and coke to towns
See I pop niggas like corn, and real killers do killings wit the on
I knock em out, I don't like to fight long
Remember me lefty gun up in my right
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that knock on your
You up, you see a whore wit the glock to your jaw
See mysonne is the one hit the blocks wit the raw
For his money, mysonne air the wit the four
Yall cowards don't want war, y'all can't pain
Cop you some gators, drink
Cause when it to the street shit, I let the heat lift
Murder police lines nigga white sheet shit
roll 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 and rhymes like their's two of me

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

[busta
Now up now, it's lighting horse back saddleing
Rob like we rowing a boat and we paddleing
Down a stream of water, wet any nigga
Blow one all in your cap leave you staggering
Scrambling cause theirs a whole lot of shit we be
My hands all in the money, fuck it we 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 a hundred thou if y'all niggas is really gambling
Gritty niggas feel the snap pop it crackling
You know the bouncer keep all of my live wild wit him
Traveling to see from 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
niggas stay genaral managing
Flipmode throwing those bundles we carrying
Yo analyze my many live niggas it
We throw a three pointer, while y'all niggas throwing
your whole shit, feel your clothes dampeing
Dancing in a line of four wheel drives we
The ? length up in the draw paneling
Or unraveling the on how niggas remain champions
Ha, ha, ha

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