Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

Yo, I used to have bad luck, now you might see me in a Jag
Mad stuck, either with a or a bad duck
Double-R T with the matchin'
38-snub blue steel no hammer

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

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

'Cause rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
They call me Raspy, you what I want you to know
Fuck 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
in the bank 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 like
New York's Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline y'all
And warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's fine
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 ain't changed
It's like wake up, move a brick, of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheik, go fuck a hoe

I rock a waist length mink, do-rag my fitted
And I don't want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheik in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with
And for my nigga's life, I to the Bible, let it be told

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

Aiyyo, catch me a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' shells
to go, always 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 father
I like to play chess and I swing the revolver

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

L.O.X. get like Sonny from 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz 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, bitches us
not to let this bullshit become us

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

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

Jay for pesos, chase hoes not
I circle 'round the block in a drop
them jump through 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 get excited, when the gun touch ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz to witness a dynasty like no other

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

All you motherfuckers know, that I from the heart
like 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 with like four niggaz, aight

Y'all niggaz, best to playin', it'll be the ones you forgotten about
That'll get you in your mouth, got my dogs covered
Plus it's all like chicken when 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