Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

[swizz
get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it
Yeah, yeah, the album
Go, go, go!!

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This is for my mob and my thug
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch of but
Always want figures but play the cut niggas
Talk mad but never put up niggas
Is it I bust wit stuff that just shut up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then it or mix it wit some moet then sip it
Then turn and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for to let you eat at my seat
they know I call my name at this table
I'm gon always be here, and always gonna fear
The bronx them recoreds cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we out
What!!

[swizz
It ain't over, it over, ain't over

[sonja
I'm the one wit the and the clothes
Drop flows from the dome , wit the ice got the of a home and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you baby (yeah)
Hold eighty roll you and your old lady
How rich this made me, gold az matching the navie
you won't find at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on wise guy shit
Same chick from the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips five and six
five six, jeans five six, benz green five and six keep me five or sixed
We know dice hit want cream fold, for two five six seelo and the ego (yeah)
So how you flipping yo (uh uh)
I'm touching keys like to getting dough like tony soprano

Yo my is on the same level I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin flynt I'm a porn
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker then a dollar bill
And I don't shoot to yo I shoot to kill
What's going on yo, the jumpoff and jump off
Yo I'm in five o, o, o, yo pass hoe
you get done wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches know how I come, I the cock wit it
All of the thug piece you I gotta rock wit it
I ear plane the hoe like I
Yo I my niggas, don't love no chicks
I like to the blunts then order my licks
motherfucker like the bottom of bricks
I'm iraq nigga wit domican hits
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo y'all they fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I told these from the gitty up
Yall me sixteen yo I'll tear this whole city up
And niggas believe then tell em put fifty up
All is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds
My ? disrespected clowns
Bringing guns, weed and coke to connected
See I pop like corn, and real killers do killings wit the lights on
I knock em out, cause I don't like to long
Remember me lefty gun up in my palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one knock on your door
You open up, you see a whore wit the to your jaw
See mysonne is the one hit the blocks wit the raw
For his money, mysonne air the wit the four
Yall don't want war, y'all can't stand pain
Cop you gators, drink champane
Cause when it comes to the street shit, I let the heat
Murder police lines nigga white sheet shit
Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one they wit
go get niggas, I'm the one they go get
Yall niggas don't nothing to do wit me
Cause I spit guns and like their's two of me

Niggas be serious, we wear guns like clothes
But only show em when time to blow em in bulk
We through way worse then war, razor fights and more
Left niggas wit leaks, and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, how you wanna scale bar
Check out weight, see if it's worth to war
We did the street life niggas just got involved
My appetite for guns is to carnivores
Dislike me you head on, fight me you wrong
Cause now a you only get wet wit my dead on
Don't let this push you, the fourth hit you
Have you keyed up gasping for breath on the floor
Infamous we take it to the extremes my
when a nigga mistake me for herb
Get buried words, I'm loose wit the dessy bird
I can show ready or tell, y'all niggas

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Now gitty up now, lighting horse back saddleing
Rob beaches like we rowing a boat and we
Down a stream of water, wet any challeging
Blow one all in your cap leave you staggering
Scrambling cause theirs a lot of shit we be handling
My all in the money, fuck it we dibble and dabbling
Got you imageing how this really all be happeing
My of live niggas stretch from here to maryland
Blaw put one in a nigga who be
And blow a hundred thou if y'all is really gambling
Gritty niggas the snap pop leaving it crackling
You know the bouncer keep all of my live niggas wit him
Traveling to see from howard through grambling
Ha round up my niggas to a large gathering
Yo niggas who walk badlimp
Beat you in the same place the blues start blacking
niggas stay genaral managing
Flipmode throwing those heavy we carrying
Yo my many live niggas cramming it
We throw a three pointer, y'all niggas throwing javelins
Sweating whole shit, feel your clothes dampeing
in a line of four wheel drives we lamping
The ? arms length up in the draw
Or unraveling the on how niggas remain champions
Ha, ha, ha

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Flipmode, violator, we silence shit
Fuck is wit yall
Cut that off now
Cut it off
Cut it off