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 might see me in a Jag
Mad stuck, with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R T with the matchin'
38-snub blue with no hammer

And I see y'all niggaz tryin' to at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk with your 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 they bails
Niggaz throw us on they album, try to boost they
We put our on the table and our eyes on a label

'Cause them rednecks up in the try to slay you
They call me Raspy, tell you what I want you to
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't, want me to
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to

Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to
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 bank is my bet, a 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 youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', fine
Now I suggest you hit the and get what's rightfully mine

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

I rock a waist length mink, under my fitted
And I don't even waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's 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 same
'Cause we got the same goal, and you try an' tamper mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with shit in your spine
Fuck with me you be a was nigga, nigga was
Nigga was money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?

Aiyyo, catch me with a thirty-eight, box and
In a Lincoln eatin' pasta shells
to go, always got a box of L's
Blow, stay on the low, get a and swig

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 out, let me speak to your father
I like 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 nine if you holdin' a brick
sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent

L.O.X. get respect like from 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff cartel
to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die?
I tell all my niggaz ride, you leave with a dime, motherfucker

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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