Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

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

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

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

blade]
I'm the one wit the chrome and the
Drop flows the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you know (yeah)
Hold eighty through you and your old lady
How rich this dough made me, gold az matching the
Shit you won't find at old navy, two zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some guy shit
Same chick from the ? , pretty eyes lips, hips everything five and six
Height five six, jeans five six, benz five and six keep me five or sixed
We dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah)
So how you flipping yo (uh uh)
I'm keys like pianos to getting dough like tony soprano

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

Yo, yo
I told these niggas the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo I'll tear this city up
And don't believe then tell em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs spit
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 don't like to long
me lefty gun up in my right palm
It's mysonne, see is the one that knock on your door
You open up, you see a whore wit the 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 don't want war, can't stand pain
Cop you some gators, champane
Cause when it comes to the shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene police lines nigga sheet shit
Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one roll wit
go get niggas, I'm the one they go get
Yall don't want nothing to do wit me
I spit guns and rhymes like their's two of me

Niggas can't be serious, we wear like clothes
But only show em it's time to blow em in bulk
We through way worse then war, razor fights and more
Left niggas wit leaks, and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, appear how you wanna bar
Check out your weight, see if it's to war
We did the street life y'all niggas got involved
My appetite for guns is similar to
Dislike me you head on, fight me you wrong
Cause now a days you get wet wit my dead on
Don't let this push you, the fourth hit you
Have you keyed up gasping for breath on the cripple
Infamous we it to the extremes my words
Especially when a mistake me for herb
Get over words, I'm loose wit the dessy bird
I can show ready or tell, niggas heard

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

[busta
Flipmode, violator, we always silence
Fuck is wrong wit
Cut shit off now
Cut it off
Cut it off