Luyện nghe bài hát Blackjack

how i ride, why i ride, never had ta try
i, i, i ...
nevermind that, jack
needle to da mainline junk prepared in a that
never up for air
fallin apart cant get a
dont a fuck if i did

way shit
it'll be just
oh, oh, oh
how to rob men

(cant do a but fold)
yeah that
cant do a thing ... jack

comin that hit me until
one makes
your mine
black dont trip
you got the
twenty one shots to grill

bow down or die
i slap them
flat chains rattlin
the box
cant be
man ta pick the lock
empty the
and no trace
dont wake

hit em low and keep rollin to da no breaks
slow it down then
to its cake
like weight
no man
bitch mistakes

high king, ace, to knees the place put down by g's the stakes

you know up

how the is that?

but dont to watch this
tounge push off my lips
who the hell are you
what the fuck you man shit

(always my)

no need ta the deck
i own it
that
lead chin
to your dome its on
respect me zone or get caught back handed leather strap hit ya so hard knocked flat broke by a bloke wit dat golden contact hold da smoke
of most fire bon tap tap
(cant do a but fold)
watch that

cant do a thing ...

dont to watch this
tongue push
off my
who the hell are you
the fuck you think man shit

you whats up

how the is that. blackjack

blackjack trip you got the bill, twenty one shots to your grill