Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

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

My comity like to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wanna test this? My semi leave you chest
And ain't shit that you can say to me you be breathless
Young, but I did shit that you won't do

So go wit the bullshit you blab about goin' through
I got who pump on your block and in your spot
Who sit next to you? Protectin' you? But they'll murder you,
Don status, nigga we gettin'
And bad bitchsesis, in eclipsesis

Ayo, Mase and The Lox we takin' from the out of state spots
Any nigga make it hot, get found in lot
You don't really come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb from blunt lye the rack of sing-sing alumni
Who got more beef than a farm

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

Yo, you I got enough 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 puttin' two in 'em
You can't touch me, I've been devil sent, for embezzlement
A lot of other things, but irrelevant

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

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'

Yo, out the kid that get coke like Sosa
Never turned down chocha be in the
Rica, sippin' with a mami
Cleanin' my Tommy, showin' love to my
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 rap cats that prefer dissin' us
My 16's be so real, you can feel 'em in your
Ramello's pops from Sugarhill

J be the 'cause for the kiss at wake
Cartel lips, spittin' clips at face, we started from the bottom
see bad niggaz pardon, whatever we can do it at the Garden
Word life, this is real big
I'm niggaz blow trial even if they not guilty

I a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green from drugs, get wacked for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me, couldn't shatter me
I'm gettin' up, splittin' up your anatomy

Official family, grants niggaz handin' me
I want the finer things, and I you understandin' me
Sittin' at the table, plannin' and the fan in
Let the dry off and then grab your cannon

you smartest, and retaliate the hardest, regardless
If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me like
And if rap was hockey, I be Gretzky, puffin'
Any ya done started somethin'
Actin' invincible you God or somethin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And scary niggaz get it all the time 'cause they got is all of mine
Your man was talkin' until I pulled the nine
And if I know you, I don't fuck with you
And if you with my man, then he 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 stack bodies wit the black
Bitch-ass who act snotty, get it

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