Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

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

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

Usually a nigga, even 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 bank is my bet, a my pet
And you can bet get the legs and the neck

Aiyyo, yo my gun bust, send 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', fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully

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

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

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' you with some shit in your spine
Fuck with me you be a was nigga, was dope
Nigga was money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?

Aiyyo, catch me a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln pasta shells
Order to go, 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 I'm the second 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 your nine if you holdin' a
sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent

L.O.X. get respect like from 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all 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, puttin' up Will numbers
by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit 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 bitch, the Reaper done came

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

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

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

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

All you motherfuckers know, I speak from 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' like four niggaz, aight

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