Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop more holes up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, overlooking our drug
New York City, know only way to play is
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 leave you less
And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be
Young, but I did shit that you won't do

So go wit the bullshit you blab about goin' through
I got niggaz who on your block and in your spot
Who sit next to you? Protectin' But they'll murder you, playa
Don status, nigga we chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, frontin' in

Ayo, Mase and The Lox we takin' from the out of state spots
Any nigga make it hot, get in vacant lot
You really wanna come try, the one guy
Who stay high from blunt lye the rack of sing-sing alumni
Who got more beef than a Islamic

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

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

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'

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 done somethin'

Yo, check out the kid that get coke Sosa
turned down chocha 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 pops from Sugarhill

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

I a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green bags from drugs, get for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me, still couldn't me
I'm only gettin' up, splittin' up your

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

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

If you God, I'm a makes a lot till you rot
And if you a playa, play for everything you got
And if you a thug, start bustin' 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
Niggaz started somethin'

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

How much darker must it get, how harder must it hit?
See if hardest niggaz flip, when I start 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
traces of gun powder, residue and blood
A ID is impossible, so you know
John Doe is what they gonna' be on that tag on your toe

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

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

And with mu'fuckers on all levels
What I'm dealin' with is all
Fuckin' with snakes, runnin' with niggaz you call
I got an army of 730 niggaz, dirty
That through and worry 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' shit until I pulled the
And if I know you, I don't fuck with you
And if you my man, then he gettin' stuck with you

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

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