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 way to play is gritty
I want cheddar, so we can up in the 850

My whole comity to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wanna test this? My semi 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 about goin' through
I got who pump on your block and in your spot
Who sit next to you? Protectin' But they'll murder you, playa
Don status, nigga we gettin'
And bad bitchsesis, frontin' in

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

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

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

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

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
Niggaz started somethin'

Yo, out the kid that get coke like Sosa
Never turned down be in the Costa
Rica, margaritas with a mami
Cleanin' my Tommy, love to my army
The Lox find rippy 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 vain
Like Ramello's pops from

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

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

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

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, Nestle
Any ya done started somethin'
Actin' like you God or somethin'

If you God, then I'm a makes a lot 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 love the money, prepare to die for it
Niggaz started somethin'
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
done started somethin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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