Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Jay! that, this is it right here baby!
You what it is

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

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

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

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

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

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

I PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggaz my pop's age that lifestyle changed
It's like wake up, a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheik, go with a hoe

I rock a waist length mink, under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, be halfway new
That's Sheik in the dress-up club I don't 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
'Cause we got the goal, and you try an' tamper with mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin' you with some shit in your spine
Fuck me you be a was nigga, nigga was dope
Nigga was gettin' money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju

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

I'm Pinero, so I a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop shit I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is out, let me speak to your father
'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 goin' legit
You hold your nine if you holdin' a
Common sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get

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

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

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

I niggaz stop speakin' my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the
I keep creepin', keep watchin', I keep poppin'
Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is

Jay flow for pesos, chase not
I just 'round the block in a drop
Tell them jump the top
Where the sun roof used to be, I could see not used to me

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

I'm headed nowhere fast run in the place, gat in my
Niggaz wanted a taste, but come to my face
So what that mean? You cats is playin' games
So now what I do? Start names again, what?

All you know, that I speak from the heart
Play like you know, L.O.X. is gon' bark
We can it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' with like four niggaz,

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