Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

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

'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to 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 able to

Usually a good nigga, even 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 he'll get the legs and the

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

I want PC, see me? Tuck in your
I got niggaz my pop's age lifestyle ain't changed
It's wake 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 my fitted
And I don't even want waves, be halfway new
That's Sheik in the club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be

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

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

I'm Pinero, so I a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop 'cause I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G.
niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to play chess and I swing the

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

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

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

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

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

Jay flow for pesos, chase 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 none other, I'm the meanest
Don Dada, the gun butcher
You the type bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
I'm the type get excited, when the gun touch ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz 'bout to witness a like no other

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

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

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