Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Done Started Something

Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop more with up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, overlooking our capers
New City, know only way to play is gritty
I want cheddar, so we can up in the 850

My comity like to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wanna test this? My semi leave you chest
And shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young, but I done did that you won't do

So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about 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 gettin'
And bad bitchsesis, frontin' in

Ayo, Mase and The Lox we takin' knots from the out of spots
Any make it hot, get found in vacant lot
You don't really come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb high from lye the rack of sing-sing alumni
Who got more beef a Islamic farm

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

Yo, you know I got enough guns to a nation
Any nigga 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 been devil sent, wanted for
A lot of things, but that's irrelevant

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

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

Yo, out the kid that get coke like Sosa
Never down chocha be in the Costa
Rica, sippin' with a mami
Cleanin' my Tommy, love to my army
Whenever The Lox find blocks, we kill 'em
Yeah I niggaz, but I still don't feel 'em

And this for the listeners, and
And them rap cats that prefer dissin' us
My 16's be so real, you can feel 'em in your
Like Ramello's pops Sugarhill

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

I want a palace for my thugs, wit rugs
bags from drugs, get wacked for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me, still shatter me
I'm only gettin' up, splittin' up your

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

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

If you God, then I'm a a lot till you rot
And if you a playa, then for everything you got
And if you a thug, then start off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite you bark

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

Don't came at me no bullshit, use caution
'Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, like
For bigger portions, of extortion then
Got niggaz fearin', fuck 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 a bunch of shit
I pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three feet
'Cause when we creep, no more than three deep, niggaz see

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

Now who gonna tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the
Son of a hard headed nigga that listen
So you got what you came for what's

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

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

And it the money
'Cause I just my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his back through his then I tossed the nine
Boss of crime, Black Gotti, I stack bodies wit the shotty
Bitch-ass who act snotty, get it

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