Luyện nghe bài hát Long Nite

(Koopsta Knicca)
I gotta plan in on your ass bitch
This little short young in them caskets
You front black nigga rolled up layed up on your ass hoe
Better run by Crunchy Juice Paul Boo and Scarecrow
Theres a whole lotta in my world today
Which means you run a nigga like Koop a nutcase
Here I can tell by tha day its be a long night
When I take a swipe for you life my big black nine
Now while Im kickin' fiendin'
Just to kill 'em
Before I go I get them Swishaz them Navajos
Upon tha Mississippi
Now can I fuckin' it
You answer quick
Before I hit you for them

(Lord Infamous)
'cause them niggaz to really try to jump up
But they know they gonna catch a
of my sub-machine gun to they jaws
I kick shit through tha air
You wanna to test me ?
I'm tha Infamous nightmare I wanna some laws
I secret forms of voodoo culture
Dead culture
>From my pet
Sleepin' in tha death defying beyond measurements
Into my private in tha middle of Mount Everest
pine as I sky dive off a mountain
In my blood squirtin' high out of fountains
Countin in my black fortress
In tha hallway paintin' portraits

(DJ Paul)
See it was me, Lil Buck, and my nigga Lil
And some thug ass fool I seen in my life
We roll in 'Lac with tha gold bones and vogues
grain
top
Steady pullin' hoes
Tha that I didn't know said he had some on a weed
And stoppin' by tha crib so he can get up on cheese
I've seen in tha game as soon as he opened his mouth
We dropped him off tha fool behind tha fuckin' house
I didn't shit about it but some minutes had to pass
Make me really not trust his ass
I looked around and somethin' made my eye switch
Twenty mo niggaz dressed like tha bitch
Not takin' no chances I'm knowin' it's a up
But when we tried to bail we got by a pickup
Dropped tha tryin to test my pimpin'
To see what I'm all
But speakin to I got blasted
I stepped up out tha Cadillac
Vision I'm seein' 9-9
I was up on my seein' a 6-6 up on a street sign
Lil Buck right into them durves
you want to scoop me as I cross straight to tha curb
My nigga Lil Knife let tha Tech rippin' me
>From tha last hoes who still stood on feet
Now we tha fuck up out of the hood
That was all wrong but takin some lifes made it
It was a long

(Juicy "J")
It was a long night when I was down in 201
against tha wall smokin a square 'cause it aint no fun
Watch them fight over phone calls
buck
Knowin' when they get they sentence man they ass stuck
Niggas always nervous 'cause they bustas with a swords
tha real killaz, GD's, Crips and Vice Lords
Lower level a joke
A nigga got his neck
Thrown to tha like a bitch pickin' up tha soap
But I wasn't cas a nigga like me kept my shank
If a fool stepped to me his be in tha paint
Waitin' for a guard smart
It'll be a
In 201 locked
It was a long ass

(Lord Infamous)
We them devils basement
I down tha hallway
Where tha walls are lined with candle

Goin' it enter tha Six Mafia gun room
Soon I will tha weapon I find most appropriate
For reasons I take tha Smith & and a Mac 10
Paul in he grabbed a street sweeper
Grim and a Glock 19
Crunchy he took tha goddamn M-16
Boo tha Koopsta
Told him to get tha ready for burial
Of the
Lets put on Unsolved Mysteries
Ease please up in tha trees with tha night scope
And held it on tha blunt can nothin' but red dope
Them niggas died in a we stuck they gas in
Motha Triple 6 assassins