Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo let's get and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers
In condiminiums, overlooking our capers
New york city, only way to play is gritty
I want cheddar, so we can up in the 850
My whole like to puff l's and look jiggy
Who wan' test this? my semi leave you
And shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young, but I done did shit you won't do
So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab goin through
I got who pump on yo' block and in yo' spot
Who sit next to you? you?
But they'll you, playa
Don status, we gettin chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, frontin, frontin in

Ayo, and the lox
We takin knots from the out of spots
Any nigga it hot, get found in vacant lot
You really wanna come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb high blunt lye
The rack of alumni
Who got more beef than a islamic
So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic
It's not a in your gang want it
My ak slay gays, strays wit niggaz names on it
Often I bug, then we'll a thug
a chump coughin blood, fill his coffin with slugs
Yo, you know I got enough to wreck a nation
Any wave a tec at mase, and, have a explanation
You your crew and em and I'm doin em
Then I'm em down with aluminum
Then I'm two in em
You can't touch me, been double sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of other things, but that's

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If you the money, then prepare to die for it

Niggaz done started

You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it

Niggaz done started

Yo, check out the kid that get coke like
turned down chocha, be in the costa
Rica, margaritas wit a mami
my tommy, showin love to my army
Whenever the lox rippy blocks, we kill em
Yeah I hear niggaz, but I don't feel em
And for the listeners, and prisoners
And them jealous rap cats prefer dissin us
My be so real, you can feel em in your vain
Like ramello's pops from
J be the cause for the at your wake
lips, spittin clips at your face
We started from the
see bad niggaz pardon, whatever
We can do it at the
Word life, shit is real big
I'm makin niggaz blow even if they not guilty

I want a palace for my thugs, wit oriental
Green bags from drugs, get for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me, still shatter me
I'm gettin up, splittin up your anatomy
Official lock family, niggaz handin me
I want the finer things, and I you understandin me
Sittin at the table, and plug the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and then your cannon
you smartest, and retaliate the hardest, regardless
If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me like
And if rap was hockey, I be gretzky, nestle
Any ya niggaz done somethin
Actin invincible you God or somethin
If you god, then makes a lot til you rot
And if you a playa, play for everything you got
And if you a thug, then bustin off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite before you

Don't at me wit no bullshit, use caution
Cause I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions
For bigger portions, of extortion racketeering
Got niggaz fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this hearin
How darker must it get, how much harder must it hit
See if your niggaz flip, when I start a bunch of shit
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so three feet
Cause when we creep, no than three deep, niggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found shit buried in the mud
Following of gun powder, residue and blood
A positive I'd is impossible, so you
John doe is they gon' be puttin on that tag on yo' toe
Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the
Son of a hard headed nigga wouldn't listen
So you got came for

What's

Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrr, I hit the streets
Cause like I said before ain't nothin down until I eat
Mu'fuckers think it's all about bitches and stressin bitches
Well, I'm testin bitches game, bitches, and caressin bitches
And dealin wit mu'fuckers on all
What I'm wit is all devils, fuckin with snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, niggaz
That come through and niggaz
30 niggaz like to bury niggaz
And niggaz get it all the time
Cause they got is all of mine
Your man was talkin shit until I the nine
And if I don't know you, I don't fuck
And if you wit my man, then he gettin stuck
And it the money
I just lost my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his back his chest
Then I the nine, boss of crime
Black gotti, I stack wit the black shotty
niggaz who act snotty
Get it

These is for real
These ain't playin

This ain't no fuckin
You think we
Ruff