Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Jay! Fuck that, is it right here baby!
You know it is

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

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

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

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

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
Whatever's in the is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet
And you can bet he'll get the and the neck

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

I want PC, see me? Tuck in your
I got niggaz my age that lifestyle ain't changed
It's like up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheik, go with a hoe

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

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

Aiyyo, catch me a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a Lincoln eatin' pasta 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 'cause I'm the best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to your
'Cause I to play chess and I swing the revolver

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

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

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

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

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

Jay flow for pesos, hoes not
I just circle the block in a drop
Tell them through the top
Where the sun roof used to be, I could see y'all not to me

Nigga like none other, I'm the meanest
Don Dada, the gun butcher
You the type that a lot of shots and none touch 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 fast run in the place, gat in my waist
Niggaz wanted a taste, but wouldn't to my face
So what that You cats is playin' games again
So now I do? Start namin' names again, what?

All you motherfuckers know, that I speak the heart
Play you don't know, L.O.X. is gon' bark
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get more niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we with like four niggaz, aight

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