Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo let's get and pop more with 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 like to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wanna test this? My semi leave you less
And shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young, but I did shit that you won't do

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

Ayo, Mase and The Lox we takin' knots from the out of state
Any nigga make it hot, get found in lot
You don't really wanna 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 enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It's not a nigga in your gang it
My AK slay gays, spray strays wit names on it
I bug, then we'll soften a thug
Have a chump coughin' blood, fill his coffin slugs

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

If you love the money, then to die for it
Niggaz done somethin'
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
done started somethin'

If you love the money, then 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 like Sosa
Never down chocha be in the Costa
Rica, sippin' margaritas a mami
Cleanin' my Tommy, showin' love to my
Whenever The Lox find blocks, we kill 'em
Yeah I hear niggaz, but I still feel 'em

And for the listeners, and prisoners
And them rap cats that prefer dissin' us
My be so real, you can feel 'em in your vain
Ramello's pops from Sugarhill

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

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

Official family, grants niggaz handin' me
I want the finer things, and I you understandin' me
Sittin' at the table, plannin' and the fan in
Let the dry off and then grab your cannon

Think you smartest, and retaliate the hardest,
If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me like
And if rap was hockey, I be Gretzky, Nestle
Any ya done started somethin'
Actin' invincible 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 at me with no bullshit, use caution
when 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 must it get, how much harder must it hit?
See if your hardest niggaz flip, when I start a bunch of
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three
'Cause when we creep, no more than three deep, niggaz see

Bloodhounds your shit buried in the mud
Following of gun powder, residue and blood
A positive ID is impossible, so you
John Doe is what they be puttin' on that tag on your toe

Now who gonna tell yo mother, her under a cover 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 for what's that?

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

And dealin' with on all levels
What I'm with is all devils
Fuckin' snakes, runnin' with niggaz you call rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, dirty
That come through and worry 30 niggaz that like to bury niggaz

And scary niggaz get it all the 'cause what they got is all of mine
Your man was talkin' shit until I pulled the
And if I don't know you, I don't fuck you
And if you my man, then he gettin' stuck with you

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

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