Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop more holes up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, overlooking our capers
New York City, know only way to play is
I want cheddar, so we can up in the 850

My whole comity like to L's and look jiggy
Who wanna test this? My semi leave you chest
And ain't 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 about goin'
I got niggaz who pump on your block and in your
Who sit next to you? Protectin' you? But they'll you, playa
Don status, we gettin' chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, frontin' in

Ayo, and The Lox we takin' knots from the out of state spots
Any nigga it hot, get found in vacant lot
You don't really wanna try, the one guy
Who stay dumb high from blunt lye the rack of alumni
Who got beef than a Islamic farm

So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic
It's not a nigga in gang want it
My AK slay gays, spray wit niggaz names on it
Often I bug, then soften a thug
Have a chump coughin' blood, fill his coffin with

Yo, you know I got enough guns to wreck a
Any wave a Tec at Mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your crew and 'em and I'm 'em
Then I'm beatin' 'em down with aluminum, I'm puttin' two in 'em
You can't touch me, I've been sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of other things, but irrelevant

If you love the money, then to die for it
Niggaz started somethin'
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
Niggaz started somethin'

If you love the money, then to die for it
Niggaz done somethin'
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 with a mami
Cleanin' my Tommy, showin' to my army
The Lox find rippy blocks, we kill 'em
Yeah I niggaz, but I still don't feel 'em

And this for the listeners, and
And them jealous rap that prefer dissin' us
My 16's be so real, you can feel 'em in your
Like Ramello's from Sugarhill

J be the 'cause for the at your wake
lips, spittin' clips at your face, we started from the bottom
You'll see bad niggaz pardon, whatever we can do it at the
life, this shit is real big
I'm makin' niggaz trial even if they not guilty

I want a palace for my thugs, wit rugs
Green bags drugs, get wacked for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me, still couldn't me
I'm only gettin' up, splittin' up anatomy

Official lock family, grants niggaz me
I want the finer things, and I hope you me
at the table, plannin' and plug the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and then your cannon

Think you smartest, and 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 started
Actin' invincible like you God or

If you God, I'm a makes a lot till you rot
And if you a playa, then for everything you got
And if you a thug, then bustin' off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite you bark

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 started somethin'

came at me with no bullshit, use caution
'Cause I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions
For bigger portions, of extortion racketeering
Got niggaz fearin', fuck what you heard, this you hearin'

How much darker must it get, how much harder it hit?
See if your hardest niggaz flip, when I start a bunch of
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so three feet
'Cause when we creep, no more than three deep, see sheep

Bloodhounds your shit buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, and blood
A positive ID is impossible, so you
John Doe is what they gonna' be puttin' on that tag on toe

Now who gonna tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the
as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga wouldn't listen
So you got what you for what's that?

Surgery wit the chainsaw, I hit the streets
'Cause like I said before ain't nothin' goin' until I eat
Mu' fuckers think it's all about impressin' bitches and stressin'
Well, I'm testin' bitches game, adressin' bitches, and caressin'

And dealin' with on all levels
What I'm dealin' is all devils
Fuckin' with snakes, runnin' with you call rebels
I got an of 730 niggaz, dirty niggaz
That come and worry niggaz 30 niggaz that like to bury niggaz

And scary niggaz get it all the time 'cause what got is all of mine
Your man was talkin' until I pulled the nine
And if I don't you, I don't fuck with you
And if you with my man, he gettin' stuck with you

And gave it the
'Cause I just lost my when he crossed the line
Sent his back through his chest then I tossed the
Boss of crime, Black Gotti, I bodies wit the black shotty
Bitch-ass who act snotty, get it

These niggaz is for real, these ain't playin'
This ain't no fuckin' game, you think we Ruff Ryders