Luyện nghe bài hát Scenario 2000

Swizz
See y'all don't us you know
Ruff is a family
Ruff Ryderz....Ruff Ryderz...Ruff
go...Swizz Beatz

DMX
This is the shit, sparkest shit
Hittin wit the hardest shit, 'cause before we started
Wit kidz I knew my friendz all turned against me
Said fuck it, me a dog ever since me and my dog has been like this
He got my back I got his, schemin on mad
how we do bidz
It's about time to start another, spree
yo, my way is highway, robbery
When I was up north 16 I was sendin niggaz home in a coffin
like a orphan, you bad nigga?
I'll be back to see if you'll be still
You know my style put yo fuckin man, in a wheelchair
never walk again, on the strength of me
Dats how I him G, scared to death of me
Niggaz run, hit wit da hot one
From the shotgun, was close wondered how we got done...

Eve
Yo yo,
My believe in me
Petty thugz hide yo cake, teasin me
I show love to, all my bitches hustlin one'z, tussle wit
moves, second to none, I locked it, huh
Made a move you got bit
wit the double R, real street shit
Da hair bandit, you got gunz, hand it
Turn my face I bust a cannon
'cause I wear sunblock
Ask if the fire is hot (Flame On baby)
Shit pop shellz, three feet, roll over and stop
We warn niggaz that we comin, we total the block
We scorn niggaz like mothers, then we wet up they socks
Red dot, on a radar, to seashore, then hide out
And buy out till we see far
In game, we beat y'all, you got money?
Keep y'alls, for us be tryin to hide, then tear out fire
Beat

And you can come see me if you to
Get some for the night
I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white
Fuck rap yo, I'd be plannin the flights
Somewhere hot on a runner, tanning wit dykes
Blowin the haze, while all of em givin me
One at a time, y'all start from the front of the
But everybody wanna me, and get wit me
And end up bein mad 'cause I charge 50
And as for you suckaz, you can those rapz
And yo awardz, my son can't eat those plaques
I never was shipped but some I never forget
Like if you spent three you garanteed to back six
Drove the Benz off the lot and just her off
Tints, rims, stashed, the governer off
Even the catz that be hatin still be the dogz
'cause they know that the double R's for war
Wha

You ain't to die, then why should you live?
'cause when I start bustin the gunz you the kids
And the Pieer's still wit clips, survivin wit bricks
We on the 4th you got to die on the 5th
Like I wasnt hustlin dope or robbin the
or not, carvin the cheek, palmin the glock
I figure which nigga could I wit a watch
I like to knock off my then I pull off a heist
Put it together, it twice this shit is my life
Catch me wit a .45, hot of Nikes
And three red dice, like, me the bank or gimmie yo face
a shank It's Holiday(Uh)
The hooptie's in the but the truck is a mile away
Niggaz wanna ride when they'll probabaly die today
da Pio'll hollow the gunz
Then holla at son (I you nigga)
And when he go to back, niggaz swallowin one

Y'all dem bust in them niggaz and hit whoever
you should aim for them niggaz that took yo leather
They right there, but you scared that they gon
Cause crazy, but crazy niggaz bleed like us
See I'm one shot thru the like Cupid
Y'all might be crazy, but y'all not stupid
It's 99, I'm killin you, and kid
Fuck Scarface, watch me, I'm mo to see
the muthafuckaz that y'all see on T.V.
And fuck you heard, check how Sheek get down
Comes the gun, shit, I'm wit one on me now
You neva know, clown could walk in the studio
Talkin shit, and there's gon be more than the amps that
I'll pour gas on yo and watch yo shit detach
Wit a book of matches, now dats when you met yo
And the worst thing for you is for me to have a gun I'm thirsty
I'll turn more Holy Man, than Eddie Murphy
And I deal wit mo than that city do in Jersey
I got cops niggaz, I got autops niggaz, that'll bust you and slide
Wit some of niggaz
Revolver Pop niggaz, easy Ox niggaz, get
Say I smoked detox
Drug program, hit the streetz and cop 56 mo
Y'all niggaz ain't wit the fam and dats word

Hey yo boy, the difference between fire and water?
You whether drown or die off torture, yo skins of ya
And watch ya burn off fat, dog I'm off the
Could put a comb to my and give yo bitch a perm wit that
Keep shellz in the envelopes 'cause I'll mail out
More that a riot on a jailhouse footage
Buck 40, got a extra 20 wit the semi, it hit you
You gon do a 360 swiftly
When I burn you to a crisp you gon be crunchier chips
Wit my all up in the bag, munchin on this shit
Bit by bit, clip by clip and block by block is brick on brick
So I got knots on knots, got that'll pop yo top
And double R spot yo block wit 16 shots and watch drop
And ain't nobody gettin up, they in the wheelchair
Sittin up or spittin up, either way I don't a fuck