Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme some of them and chip's, shit
(other man)
lock 'em up, nigga, 'em, bullshit
(man)
hey, look,
get out there,
these niggas ain't ta riz-ayd, right
we get in and get out
(other man)
we on a roll,
[continues,
1: WC]
I'ma it down, now
fuckin' wit out-a-town niggas
got me up on my back and strappin'
pistol
who ever thought dem fools catch on
and we was sellin' while up in the back of the broll
see da plan was to make a to match
calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand cash
you da deal, nigga you know da outcome
dub C and C Mac tha money 'n run
[CJ
We gettin' close, hot as
burnin' up in his
two pace, mirror doin' sixty-five
I the state patrol 5 times, swear to god
he make stop, better have 9 lives
speak
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
Close
you just tha cash right so we can go's, nigga
I tell no
nigga when I'm through his town
set us up, get a crew, gun his

Fuck that, I dun dis shit
after we twist niggas, we gon twist some mo'
(CJ Mac)
nigga havin' a pistal in hand
whatcha paper, you wit some jackets, player
happens
[Chorus: CJ
fuck wit a niggas cash
niggas blast, it come to cash
mash, on dat ass
Don't fuck wit a niggas
mash, on dat ass
fo' a niggas cash, niggas
[WC second overlaps]
(T'is da season to be janky lalalala)
2: CJ Mac]
Hits J, sit straight, dey even check
suitcase, jit
we stop to count da cash, nigga
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was fulla straight

fake twista, her ass back to da piz-ad
some mo crystals back to da liz-ad
to some mo trick-climbin'-blatant-nigga loot [wooh!]
'cause baby new shoes and daddy need a coupe
[CJ
my nigga, Fred, yo friend
he set up da
gave his ass ten-thousand, him n' shit
told him 'Shut the fuck up', niggas try
and to take his ass out there, he bound to wetting

Uh huh, two months passed, I his ass trashed out
castrated on his porch, with his dick in his
What the fuck? I know these niggas ain't in L.A.
I went and grabbed the AK n' my nigga CJ
{[music stops, dial inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) Look it's on wit niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just found this nigga fucked up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga it's goin'
Hey nigga meet me at cho bitch spot, (what?)
Fuck that, let's these in hea
these niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
Goin' 110 on da 110, slow
my stomach uptight, sumthin' ain't right (fuck that)
How da fuck they found where stay
ain't never been out there, hold up, what the fuck?!

CJ, trip, nigga, dey just killed yo bitch
left her bleedin' in the porch screwdriver's in her head
ramshacked the house, took the work and the
[CJ
I could see that shit, but why the fuck you so

They took the hundred thousand we stole two mo' (right, right)
and if I know that nigga Bo he a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, nigga, who parted the game
you didn't that motherfuckas name!
first you found Fred dead, then you my bitch wit her wig split
I ain't stupid, you did that shit

Motherfucka me in my shoulda
reached for my strap, and started dumpin'
continue}

Nigga, a bitch and then you die
you only get one chance to check, nigga, no nigga
shoulda known from the start, ain't no in my heart
fuck this 50-50 shit, this is where we
[CJ
I'll be if I let this nigga walk wit' da dough
kill my hoe, boy, my hoe?
Five, fo' rounds, hit him twice, hit him in his
see me blood,
eat slugs!
{gunshots

On my knees, I'ma see da back, fuck that
somehow I managed, ta wit da wicked carriage
ain't no rules to dis shit, we
no love in this game, mothafucka, shit happens
x2]
I feel sorry,
just like dog has his day,
every loc get his
I'll be at ya, my nigga (ain't no thang)
I can't yo ass did some shit like that to me, nigga
it nothin' (hu, hu)
it nothin'
It's goin'
I'ma get motherfucker
on!