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 drug
New york city, know only way to is gritty
I cheddar, so we can front up in the 850
My whole commity like to puff l's and look
Who wan' this? my semi leave you chestless
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 about goin through
I got niggaz who on yo' block and in yo' spot
Who sit next to protectin you?
But they'll murder you,
Don status, nigga we gettin
And bad bitchsesis, frontin, in eclipsesis

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

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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 somethin

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

I want a for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green bags drugs, get wacked for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me, 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
Sittin at the table, plannin and the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and then grab your
Think you smartest, and the hardest, regardless
If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me pesci
And if rap was hockey, I be gretzky, puffin
Any ya niggaz done started
Actin invincible like you God or
If you god, then i'ma a lot til you rot
And if you a playa, play for everything you got
And if you a thug, then start bustin off
And if you a dog, you bite before you bark

Don't came at me wit no bullshit, use
Cause when I wet shit, I shit, like abortions
For bigger portions, of extortion then
Got niggaz fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this whatchu
How much darker must it get, how harder must it hit
See if hardest 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 more than deep, niggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found your shit in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, and blood
A positive I'd is impossible, so you
doe is what they gon' be puttin on that tag on yo' toe
Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's a cover in the morgue
as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a headed nigga that wouldn't listen
So you got came for

What's

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

niggaz is for real
These ain't playin

This ain't no game
You think we
Ruff