Текст песни 2Pac, Big Daddy Kane, Notorious B.I.G., - Live Freestyle 95
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[Kane] Where`s 2Pac and Biggie Smalls??*crowd goes nuts*[Scoob] Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!)[Scoob] Keep it goin![Kane] Mister Cee.. Yo Scoob, you set it off and let`s get down for the crown[Scoob] Let the place.. rock.. that ill shit[Big] One two.. one two.. one two..[Scoob] Brooklyn.. JFK, all my niggaz, Richie, Matt Ready to get wreck, ahhhhhhhh-iight? UHHH! AWWWWWWWWWWWW SHIT![Kane] Go Scoob![Scoob]Check it, check it, check it, check itThis here for the motherfuckin recordHere we here we here we go, here we here we goCan I can I can I kick a motherfuckin flowchitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bangMotherfuckin niggaz can`t hangWell oh no, look at the cloud, it`s gonna rainBut I don`t give a fuck I`m lettin niggaz know they can`t hangDon`t give me no lip, don`t give me no backtalk, yeah break NorthDon`t make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFFOnce again, niggaz know my style, GOD DAMMITunless it`s on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam itHard like Shaquille, OH you better KNEELWhen you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNINSex when I flex I catch wreck on the world tourwith dough in my pockets big like the biscuits, in CB4Set up a contest, I`m comin, I`m takin the doughThey wouldn`t pick you even if you had a afroSo dont try me, you better walk by meI`ll do you like the first part in Menace II SocietyLike Cypress Hill, yo, I`m INSANEI`ll shoot a hole in your toeI`ll make you jump like the House of PainBang biggy bang biggy bang bangNiggaz can`t hang, niggaz can`t hangBang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can`t hang..[Kane] Biggie Smalls, why don`t you come do it?[Notorious B.I.G.]One two, one two, gonna do it like thisWHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN ATWHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN ATWe gonna do it like thisAnytime you`re ready, check itI got seven Mack 11`s, about eight 38`sNine 9`s, ten mack tens, the shits never endsYou can`t touch my richesEven if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitchesBiggie Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yachtThe two weed spots, the two hot glocksThat`s how I got the weed spotI shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spreadLittle Gotti got the shotty to your bodySo don`t resist, or you might miss ChristmasI tote guns, I make number runsI give mc`s the runs drippinwhen I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far awayEverybody hit the D-E-C-KMy slow flow`s remarkable, peace to MatteoNow we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the llelloThat`s crazy blunts, mad L`sMy voice excels from the avenue to jail cellsOh my God, I`m droppin shit like a pigeonI hope you`re listenin, smackin babies at they christening[Tupac] Motherfuckin Biggie Smalls![Kane] What you gonna do with it Tupac?[Tupac]Yeah where the motherfuckin thugs at?Throw your motherfuckin middle fingerWe gonna do this shit like thisI thank the Lord for my many blessings, never stressinKeep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a Smith & WessonAnd all my niggaz in the pen, here we go againAin`t nuttin separatin us from a mack-10Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told yaA straight soldier, buckin at the bustazNo matter how you try, niggaz never dieWe just retaliate with hate, then we multiplyYou see me strikin down the block, hittin cornersMobbin like a motherfucker, livin like I - wannaAnd ain`t no stoppin at the red lights, I`m sidewaysThug Life motherfucker crime, pays!Let the cops put they lights on, chase me niggaZig zaggin through the freeway, race me niggaIn a high speed chase with the lawThe realest motherfucker that you ever saw[Kane] Yeah! Come in now man Now I wanna see what my man Shyheim gonna do with it[Shyheim]Yo, this goes out to everybody from Staten Island{*ah Mister Cee, and you don`t stop*}Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to GodI even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyardA born terror, a rebel without a pauseI never had a good Christmas, so who is Santa Claus?I walk the streets at night with my head downIn this lil town you see clowns that wanna be downSo they get a glock and lick shots to get propsAnd when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells dropAn old man got shot in the parkin lotIn front of my buildin I hang with his grandchildrenAnd for the nigga that pulled the trigga then tried to slideand hide, but he got knocked by the homicideAnd this happens everyday around my waySo I pray that I can live another day[Kane] This how we gonna do it, hold up Cee, aiyyo, let`s try this[Shy] Staten Island in the motherfuckin house Whassup Wu-Tang Clan in here or what?[Kane]Hold up Cee..Now what`s the bullshit niggaz been sayingDont try to act like Martin now with that "I was just playin!"No need to grieve now on, now that the beef is onUhh!! Oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is goneJust cause you rap don`t meant that you`re catchin wreck with meStep to this I`ll give your mic a vasectomyI only know one nigga that can come next to meNo, that`s a tattle, cause I can`t count my own shadowA battle, I gots to have it, `lest you`re gonna rob me like they did, Whittaker when he fought ChavezCause when it comes to goin against Kane rappinThat`s like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain`t nuttin happeninNon resistable, non compatibleI`m not saying I`m the best, I`m just saying I`m fuckin incredibleAnd let`s just get one more thing understoodIf I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon` sound good