Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

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

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

So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab 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, we gettin' chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, in eclipsesis

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

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

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

If you love the money, prepare to die for it
Niggaz done somethin'
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
done 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, check out the kid that get like Sosa
Never turned down be in the Costa
Rica, sippin' margaritas a mami
Cleanin' my Tommy, love to my army
The Lox find rippy blocks, we kill 'em
Yeah I hear niggaz, but I 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 vain
Ramello's pops from Sugarhill

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

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

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

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

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

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

Don't came at me with no bullshit, use
'Cause when I wet shit, I shit, like abortions
For bigger portions, of extortion then
Got niggaz fearin', fuck what you heard, this what you

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

Bloodhounds found your buried in the mud
Following of gun powder, residue and blood
A ID is impossible, so you know
John Doe is what they be puttin' 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 nigga that wouldn't listen
So you got what you for what's that?

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

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

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

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

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