Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Jay! Fuck that, this is it here baby!
You know it is

Yo, I used to have bad luck, now you see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck, with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R T with the bandanna
38-snub blue with no hammer

And I see niggaz tryin' to glance at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole on my wrist
Phonin' your women, off Corona's and lemon
And you know I'm still the mean, lightin' the green

I need to boogie, even though I look, right in the
Judge out it's my team, he boost they bails
throw us on they album, try to boost they sales
We put our on the table and our eyes on a label

'Cause rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
They call me Raspy, tell you what I want you to
what you ask me, you probably don't, want me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to

Usually a good nigga, though I'm able to flip
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, a 100 for The L.O.X.
And if we cool, then I write a hook for a
Whatever's in the is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet
And you can bet get the legs and the neck

Aiyyo, yo when my gun bust, send niggaz to the fish Swanson
New York's Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's mine

I PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got my pop's age that lifestyle ain't changed
It's like up, move a brick, half of it slow
car money, check with Sheik, go fuck with a hoe

I rock a waist mink, do-rag under my fitted
And I even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheik in the dress-up club 'cause I fuck with shoes
And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be

I put in your head, all in the same hole
we got the same goal, and you try an' tamper with mine?
Don't make me leave you with some shit in your spine
with me you be a was nigga, nigga was dope
Nigga was gettin' money I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?

Aiyyo, me with a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln pasta shells
Order to go, got a box of L's
Blow, on the low, get a Heine' and swig

I'm Pinero, so I a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop 'cause I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to your
'Cause I like to play chess and I swing the

If I don't a nigga, I don't even be bothered
I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin'
You hold your if you holdin' a brick
sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent

L.O.X. get respect like Sonny from Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff cartel
to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die?
I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime,

I'm a monster, I whole winters, wake up and spit summers
nigga, puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit us

It started from hunger, it all went insane
Now bitches notice the now that I hit my number
The chickens I see the digits unlisted
The done changed, you dead bitch, the Reaper done came

I suggest niggaz stop my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the in the rain
I keep creepin', streets keep watchin', I poppin'
Niggaz is hot heads and the is heat-seekin'

Jay flow for pesos, chase not
I just circle 'round the in a drop
Tell them through the top
Where the sun roof used to be, I see y'all not used to me

Nigga flows none other, I'm the meanest
Toughest Don Dada, the gun
You the type that bust a lot of shots and touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz to witness a dynasty like no other

I'm headed nowhere fast run in the place, gat in my
wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face
So what that mean? You is playin' games again
So now what I do? namin' names again, what?

All you motherfuckers know, that I speak from the
Play you don't know, L.O.X. is gon' bark
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get some more
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' like four niggaz, aight

Y'all niggaz, best to stop playin', it'll be the ones you forgotten
That'll get you shot in your mouth, got my dogs
Plus it's all gravy like chicken it's smothered, what?
Dark,' and I love it, get him boy, let him loose, c'mon
You it with the dog? Get a gun, let him shoot, c'mon