Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

I need to boogie, even though I look, in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost bails
Niggaz 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 call me Raspy, tell you what I want you to
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't, me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm to skip

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, I write a hook for a drop
in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's 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 York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga 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 rightfully mine

I want PC, see me? in your chains
I got niggaz my age that lifestyle ain't changed
It's wake 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 want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheik in the 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' tamper mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your
Fuck with me you be a was nigga, nigga was
was gettin' 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 'cause I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all is son-ned out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to chess and I swing the revolver

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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