Luyện nghe bài hát Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Freestyle

[kane] where's 2pac and smalls? ?
*Crowd nuts*
[scoob] yeah, (Yeah!)
[Scoob] it goin!
[Kane] cee..
Yo scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the
[scoob] let the place.. rock.. that ill
one two.. one two.. one two..
[Scoob] Brooklyn.. jfk, all my niggaz, richie,
to get wreck, ahhhhhhhh-iight? uhhh!
shit!
go scoob!

Check it, check it, check it, it
here for the motherfuckin record
Here we here we we go, here we here we go
Can I can I can I kick a motherfuckin
Chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang
Motherfuckin niggaz can't
Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's rain
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break
make me get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off
Once again, know my style, God dammit
Unless on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it
Hard like shaquille, oh you kneel
you see me comin, big scoob got em runnin
Sex when I I catch wreck on the world tour
dough in my pockets big like the biscuits, in cb4
Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough
wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you walk by me
do you like the first part in menace ii society
Like hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump like the house of
Bang bang biggy bang bang
Niggaz can't hang, can't hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz hang..

[kane] biggie smalls, why don't you do it?

b.i.g.]
One two, one two, gonna do it this
Where Brooklyn at, where at
Where Brooklyn at, Brooklyn at
We gonna do it this
you're ready, check it

I got mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the never ends
You can't my riches
Even if you had mc and them 357 bitches
smalls; the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot
That's how I got the weed
I shot dread in the head, the bread and the lamb spread
Little gotti got the shotty to your
So don't resist, or you miss christmas
I tote guns, I make number
I mc's the runs drippin
When I throw my clip in the ak, I slay from far
hit the d-e-c-k
My flow's remarkable, peace to matteo
Now we smoke like Tony montana sniffed the llello
crazy blunts, mad l's
My voice excels the avenue to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm droppin shit a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they

[tupac] biggie smalls!
[kane] what you gonna do with it

Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at?
your motherfuckin middle finger
We gonna do this like this
I thank the lord for my blessings, never stressin
Keep a for protection, from the barrel of a smith & wesson
And all my niggaz in the pen, we go again
Ain't nuttin separatin us from a
Born in the as a hustler, told ya
A straight soldier, at the bustaz
No matter how you try, never die
We just with hate, then we multiply
You see me strikin down the block, corners
Mobbin like a motherfucker, livin I - wanna
And ain't no at the red lights, I'm sideways
Thug motherfucker crime, pays!
Let the cops put they lights on, me nigga
Zig through the freeway, race me nigga
In a high chase with the law
The motherfucker that you ever saw