Luyện nghe bài hát Long Nite

(Koopsta Knicca)
I gotta in command on your ass bitch
This little short young niggas in them
You bein' front nigga rolled up layed up on your ass hoe
Better run by Crunchy Juice Paul Boo and Scarecrow
Theres a whole demons in my world today
Which you run into a nigga like Koop a nutcase
Here I can by tha day its gonna be a long night
When I take a for you life my big black buldgin' nine
Now Im kickin' niggas fiendin'
Just to 'em though
Before I go I get them Swishaz them Navajos
tha mighty Mississippi
Now can I fuckin' it
You answer quick
I hit you for them riches

(Lord Infamous)
'cause them niggaz to really try to jump up
But they know they gonna catch a
of my sub-machine gun fire to jaws
I shit flyin' through tha air
You wanna to test me ?
I'm tha Infamous nightmare I wanna some laws
I practice secret forms of voodoo
Dead flesh
>From my pet
Sleepin' in tha death defying beyond measurements
Into my private temple in tha of Mount Everest
Smokin pine as I sky dive off a
In my mind blood high out of fountains
Countin corpses in my black
In tha hallway paintin' portraits

(DJ Paul)
See it was me, Lil Buck, and my nigga Lil
And some thug ass fool I seen in my life
We in Bobby's 'Lac with tha gold bones and vogues
Full
top
Steady pullin' them
Tha nigga that I know said he had some on a weed
And stoppin' by tha crib so he can get up on cheese
I've shit in tha game as soon as he opened his mouth
We dropped him off tha fool behind tha fuckin' house
I didn't think shit about it but some had to pass
me really not trust his busta ass
I looked around and somethin' made my eye switch
Twenty mo niggaz dressed just tha bitch
Not takin' no chances I'm knowin' it's a up
But we tried to bail we got blocked by a pickup
Dropped tha tryin to test my pimpin'
To see I'm all about
But speakin to I got blasted
I stepped up out tha Cadillac
Vision blur I'm 9-9
I was up on my seein' a 6-6 up on a street sign
Lil Buck slamed right into durves
Baby you want to me as I cross straight to tha curb
My nigga Lil Knife let tha start rippin' me
>From tha last hoes who stood on they feet
Now we gettin' tha fuck up out of the
That was all wrong but takin some lifes it right
It was a long

(Juicy "J")
It was a long night when I was locked in 201
Back against tha wall smokin a square 'cause it no fun
Watch them fight over phone calls
buck
Knowin' when they get they life sentence man they ass
Niggas always nervous 'cause they servin bustas a swords
tha real killaz, GD's, Crips and Vice Lords
Lower level a joke
A got his neck broke
Thrown to tha like a bitch pickin' up tha soap
But I wasn't goin cas a nigga like me kept my
If a fool stepped to me his face'll be in tha
Waitin' for a talkin' smart
It'll be a
In 201 down
It was a ass night

(Lord Infamous)
We caught them basement
I down tha hallway
Where tha walls are lined with light

Goin' it tha Triple Six Mafia gun room
I will choose tha weapon I find most appropriate
For reasons I take tha Smith & and a Mac 10
Paul in he grabbed a street sweeper
Grim and a Glock 19
Crunchy Black he took tha goddamn
Boo called tha
Told him to get tha ready for burial
Of the
put them on Unsolved Mysteries
Ease please creep up in tha trees with tha scope
And held it on tha blunt can blow but red dope
Them died in a blast we stuck they gas in
fuckin' Triple 6 assassins