Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

[swizz
get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the
Go, go, go!!

[l
This is for my mob and my thug
Ruff bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a of but niggas
Always want figures but never the cut niggas
Talk mad but never put up niggas
Is it cause I wit stuff that just shut up niggas
like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it wit some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for contract then rip it
on your label, for trying to let you eat at my seat
When they know I my name at this table
I'm gon always be here, and y'all gonna fear
The bronx making recoreds cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know
by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!

[swizz
It ain't over, it over, ain't over

[sonja
I'm the one wit the chrome and the
Drop flows from the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a
Sonja blad-e, just so you baby (yeah)
Hold eighty through you and your old lady
How rich this dough me, gold az matching the navie
Shit you find at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy
Same chick from the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything and six
Height five six, jeans five six, benz green five and six me five or sixed
We know dice hit want fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah)
So how you flipping yo (uh uh)
I'm touching like pianos to getting dough like tony soprano

Yo my niggas is on the same I'm on
You ask me why I'm flynt I'm doing a porn
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker a three dollar bill
And I don't shoot to bust yo I to kill
What's on yo, the jumpoff and jump off flow
Yo I'm in o, o, o, yo pass that hoe
After you get wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches how I come, I bring the cock wit it
All of the thug piece you know I gotta wit it
I ear plane the hoe I cockpitted
Yo I my niggas, don't love no chicks
I like to light the then order my licks
motherfucker like the bottom of bricks
I'm iraq nigga wit domican hits
Peurto motherfuckers yo y'all fake they fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I told niggas from the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo I'll this whole city up
And niggas don't then tell em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our spit rounds
My ? playas clowns
guns, weed and coke to connected towns
See I pop niggas like corn, and real do killings wit the lights on
I knock em out, cause I like to fight long
Remember me lefty gun up in my palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that knock on door
You open up, you see a wit the glock to your jaw
See is the one that hit the blocks wit the raw
For his money, mysonne air the block wit the
Yall cowards want war, y'all can't stand pain
Cop you gators, drink champane
Cause when it to the street shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene police lines nigga sheet shit
Yall wit niggas, I'm the one they roll wit
Yall go get niggas, I'm the one go get
Yall niggas don't nothing to do wit me
I spit guns and rhymes like their's two of me

Niggas be serious, we wear guns like clothes
But only show em when it's to blow em in bulk
We been through way worse then war, razor fights and
Left wit leaks, holes and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, appear how you scale bar
Check out your weight, see if worth to war
We did the street life y'all niggas just got
My appetite for is similar to carnivores
Dislike me you head on, me you dead wrong
Cause now a days you get wet wit my dead on
let this song push you, the fourth hit you
Have you keyed up gasping for on the floor cripple
Infamous we take it to the my words
when a nigga mistake me for herb
Get buried words, I'm loose wit the dessy bird
I can show ready or tell, y'all niggas

[busta
Now up now, it's lighting horse back saddleing
Rob like we rowing a boat and we paddleing
Down a stream of water, wet any challeging
Blow one all in your cap leave you staggering
cause theirs a whole lot of shit we be handling
My hands all in the money, fuck it we and dabbling
Got you how this could really all be happeing
My landscape of live niggas from here to maryland
Blaw put one in a who be rambling
And blow a hundred if y'all niggas is really gambling
niggas feel the snap pop leaving it crackling
You know the bouncer keep all of my live wild wit him
Traveling to see from howard through grambling
Ha round up my niggas to form a large
Yo rattling niggas who walk
you in the same place till the blues start blacking
C-e-o niggas genaral managing
Flipmode throwing those bundles we carrying
Yo analyze my many niggas cramming it
We throw a three pointer, while y'all niggas throwing
Sweating whole shit, feel your clothes dampeing
Dancing in a line of four drives we lamping
The ? arms up in the draw paneling
Or unraveling the truth on how remain champions
Ha, ha, ha

[busta
Flipmode, violator, we silence shit
is wrong wit yall
Cut that off now
Cut it off
Cut it off