Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

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

'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to you
They call me Raspy, tell you I want you to know
what you ask me, you probably 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 for a drop
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, send niggaz to the fish Swanson
New York's Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga y'all beds
And warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the and get what's rightfully mine

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

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

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

Aiyyo, me with a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' pasta
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 son-ned out, let me speak to father
'Cause I like to play chess and I the revolver

If I don't like a nigga, I don't be bothered
I spit, I'm a crooked nigga goin' legit
You hold nine 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 Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz eager to
I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime,

I'm a monster, I whole 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 bullshit us

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

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

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

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

I'm headed nowhere fast run in the place, gat in my
Niggaz wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my
So what that mean? You cats is games again
So now what I do? Start 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 some niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' with four niggaz, aight

Y'all niggaz, best to stop playin', it'll be the you forgotten about
get you shot in your mouth, got my dogs covered
Plus it's all gravy like chicken 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