Luyện nghe bài hát Violators

* just to be clear, l boogie +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill

beatz]
Let's get it started, get it
Let's it started, keep it started
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 website the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a of but niggas
Always want figures but never play the cut
mad shit but never put up niggas
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that shut up niggas
like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it wit some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract rip it
Shame on your label, for to let you eat at my seat
When they know I call my at this table
I'm gon always be here, and y'all gonna fear
The bronx them recoreds cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we out
What!!

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

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

Yo my is on the same level I'm on
You ask me why I'm flynt I'm doing a porn
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker then a three dollar
And I don't shoot to bust yo I to kill
What's on yo, the jumpoff and jump off flow
Yo I'm in five o, o, o, yo pass hoe
After you get wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches know how I come, I bring the wit it
All of the thug piece you know I gotta wit it
I ear plane the hoe I cockpitted
Yo I love my niggas, don't no chicks
I like to light the blunts then order my
Foundation motherfucker like the of bricks
I'm from iraq nigga wit hits
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo y'all fake fits
motherfucker

Yo, yo
I told these niggas the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo I'll tear this city up
And don't believe then tell em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our spit rounds
My ? disrespected clowns
guns, weed and coke to connected towns
See I pop niggas like corn, and real killers do killings wit the on
I knock em out, I don't like to fight long
me lefty gun up in my right palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that on your door
You up, you see a whore wit the glock to your jaw
See is the one that hit the blocks wit the raw
For his money, mysonne air the wit the four
Yall cowards don't want war, can't stand pain
Cop you some gators, drink
Cause when it comes to the shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene lines nigga white sheet shit
Yall wit niggas, I'm the one they roll wit
Yall go get niggas, I'm the one go get
Yall niggas don't want to do wit me
Cause I spit guns and rhymes like two of me

Niggas be serious, we wear guns like clothes
But only em when it's time to blow em in bulk
We been through way worse then war, razor fights and
Left wit leaks, holes and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, how you wanna scale bar
out your 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 song you, the fourth hit you
Have you keyed up gasping for breath on the cripple
Infamous we take it to the extremes my
when a nigga mistake me for herb
Get over words, I'm loose wit the dessy bird
I can show ready or tell, y'all heard

rhymes]
Now gitty up now, it's lighting horse saddleing
Rob beaches like we rowing a and we paddleing
Down a stream of water, wet any challeging
Blow one all in your knee cap you staggering
cause theirs a whole lot of shit we be handling
My hands all in the money, it we dibble and dabbling
Got you imageing how this could all be happeing
My landscape of niggas stretch from here to maryland
Blaw put one in a who be rambling
And a hundred thou if y'all niggas is really gambling
Gritty niggas the snap pop leaving it crackling
You know the bouncer keep all of my live wild wit him
Traveling to see niggas from through grambling
Ha round up my to form a large gathering
Yo rattling niggas who walk
Beat you in the place till the blues start blacking
C-e-o stay genaral managing
Flipmode those heavy bundles we carrying
Yo analyze my many niggas cramming it
We throw a three pointer, while y'all niggas javelins
Sweating your whole shit, feel clothes dampeing
Dancing in a line of four drives we lamping
The ? arms length up in the draw
Or unraveling the on how niggas remain champions
Ha, ha, ha

[busta
Flipmode, violator, we silence shit
Fuck is wrong wit
Cut that off now
Cut it off
Cut it off