Luyện nghe bài hát Blackin' Out

[Intro: Lil + DJ Drama]
Six
Aye, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Six nigga, 6, nigga
Six nigga, six nigga, 6, nigga
Six nigga, sick nigga, sick, six shit,
Just because waited oh so patiently!

1: Euro + Lil Wayne]
I y'all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
Your girlfriend likes me and my (My friends)
If we hit it, oui is not French (Not French)
I'm anti-social, my tints (My tints)
We E11even, at 11 AM (Yeah)
Raw papers full of peace, full of mayhem (Yeah)
We all wavy, I'm sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
See they like superstars, I'm more like Super Saiyans
Bein' the greatest ever is my still
Since a child I focused on my Kelly, Bey, and (Okay)
Sittin' back, getting head Mademoiselle
Tryna' put every ghetto kid with a dream in my
Dedicated to you for the 6th time, it on the 5th one
Now they say I'm big
While them niggas skipped lunch, I learned how to skip
I learned how to kick, punch, through to get mines
Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a (chirp!)
I knew this drug that tried to run for Mayor (skrt!)
Posted on the back blocks, player-player
If she bad then I her, get her unlimited data
They tryna' build a wall, man my dogs gon' hate that
And build underground railroads, so the fit, yeah
We in the game, but we don't that shit
Cover soul before they take that shit

[Verse 2: Lil
Right nigga, nigga
nigga, ill nigga
Rich nigga, Polo
bigga', bills bigga'
Sick nigga, nigga
Lit nigga, nigga
nigga, real bigga'
Shaq bigga', lil
Facts nigga, trill
Tax nigga, still
Coke-on-coke,
Slopes, hills, nigga
Joke, nigga? No,
Clip bigga', quick
Thick strippers, I ain't into stick
Mixed
O.J. the brick
Nigga through the white
Nigga, O.J. on my
Nigga, that's Delight
Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, shinin' like some whites
Nigga, straight New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
Nigga a lot of art, and I brought a lot to snort, hey
Beat around a bush, after we beat the court case
Talking a war, that's a convo at the bar, wait
Drugs in the Broncos, the mothafuckin' horse race
I take off from Earth and your bitch up into MySpace
I tell her keep her mouth
If not I got some scotch
Got to the lock safe
Referrin' to the
The shelves fall, the ground
It it do the James Brown
I still wear the crown
or light-brown
I still dick her right
Hit her with the bomb
niggas like to fight crime
Some like to fight fair
Some niggas got the time
You ask him, he say "Time'll tell"
Some niggas think they're
bitches think that I care
Some got a iPhone
Some niggas had a
niggas really pythons
I'm out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, hair
there
Lookin' "Aww, yeah"
Lawn
Jump off the Con-Air
And on a timeshare
I wear Versace
Feelin' top shelf
as two Ls and Rock Bells
Hot as

[Outro: Lil
Blackin' out, blackin' out, we on the
out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
All the guns, blackin' out, out, black-black-blackin' out
On the run, out, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out (Bow!)
Yeah, blackin' out, out, we on the drugs
Blackin' out, blackin' out, out, blackin' out
All the guns, blackin' out, out, black-black-blackin' out
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, out
That's sick shit