Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

Yo, I to have bad luck, now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck, either a dime or a bad duck
Double-R T with the bandanna
38-snub steel with no hammer

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

'Cause them up in the mountains'll try to slay you
They call me Raspy, tell you what I 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 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 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 like Swanson
New York's youngest 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 and get what's rightfully mine

I want PC, see me? Tuck in your
I got niggaz my age that lifestyle ain't changed
It's like wake up, a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, with Sheik, go fuck 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 'cause I don't fuck with
And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be

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

Aiyyo, me with 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 Heine' and

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 son-ned out, let me speak to your
'Cause I to play chess and I swing the revolver

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

L.O.X. get respect like from 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ryder 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, up Will Smith numbers
by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit us

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

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

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

Nigga like none other, I'm the meanest
Toughest Don Dada, the gun
You the type that a lot of shots and none touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz 'bout to witness a dynasty 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 what that mean? You cats is playin' games
So now what I do? Start namin' names again,

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

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