Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

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

Ayo, and the lox
We takin knots the out of state spots
Any make it hot, get found in vacant lot
You don't really come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb from blunt lye
The of sing-sing alumni
Who got more than a islamic farm
So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize bombs
It's not a nigga in your want it
My ak gays, spray strays wit niggaz names on it
I bug, then we'll soften a thug
Have a coughin blood, fill his coffin with slugs
Yo, you know I got guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga a tec at mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your and em and I'm doin em
Then I'm beatin em down aluminum
Then I'm two in em
You can't me, I've been double sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of things, but that's irrelavent

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If you love the money, prepare to die for it

Niggaz started somethin

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

Niggaz done started

Yo, check out the kid that get coke sosa
Never turned chocha, be in the costa
Rica, sippin margaritas wit a
my tommy, showin love to my army
Whenever the lox find blocks, we kill em
Yeah I hear niggaz, but I still don't em
And this for the listeners, and
And jealous rap cats that prefer dissin us
My 16's be so real, you can em in your vain
ramello's pops from sugarhill
J be the for the kiss at your wake
Cartel lips, spittin clips at face
We from the bottom
see bad niggaz pardon, whatever
We can do it at the
Word life, this is real big
I'm makin niggaz blow trial if they not guilty

I want a for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green bags from drugs, get wacked for the
Twenty niggaz me, still couldn't shatter me
I'm only gettin up, splittin up anatomy
lock family, grants niggaz handin me
I the finer things, and I hope you understandin me
at the table, plannin and plug the fan in
Let the dry off and then grab your cannon
Think you smartest, and the hardest, regardless
If you a or a rap artist, respect me like pesci
And if rap was hockey, I be gretzky, nestle
Any ya done started somethin
Actin invincible you God or somethin
If you god, then makes a lot til you rot
And if you a playa, then for everything you got
And if you a thug, start bustin off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite before you

Don't came at me wit no bullshit, use
Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, abortions
For bigger portions, of then racketeering
Got niggaz fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this whatchu
How darker must it get, how much harder must it hit
See if your niggaz flip, when I start a bunch of shit
I pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three feet
Cause we creep, no more than three deep, niggaz see sheep
found your shit buried in the mud
Following of gun powder, residue and blood
A positive I'd is impossible, so you
John doe is what they 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, out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that listen
So you got whatchu for

What's

Surgery wit the grrrrr, I hit the fuckin streets
Cause like I said before ain't nothin goin down I eat
think it's all about impressin bitches and stressin bitches
Well, I'm testin bitches game, adressin bitches, and bitches
And dealin wit mu'fuckers on all
What I'm dealin wit is all devils, fuckin snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you call
I got an of 730 niggaz, dirty niggaz
That come and worry niggaz
30 niggaz that to bury niggaz
And scary get it all the time
Cause they got is all of mine
Your man was shit until I pulled 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
Cause I lost my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his through his chest
Then I the nine, boss of crime
Black gotti, I stack wit the black shotty
Bitch-ass who act snotty
Get it

These niggaz is for
These ain't playin

This ain't no game
You we playin?
Ruff