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
Double-R T with the bandanna
38-snub blue steel no hammer

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

I need to boogie, even though I look, right in the
find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggaz throw us on they album, try to boost 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 what I 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 for a drop
in the bank 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, niggaz to the fish like Swanson
New youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline y'all
And that's warnin', if you all 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 age that lifestyle ain't changed
like 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 even want waves, 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 in your head, all in the same hole
'Cause we got the same goal, and you try an' tamper mine?
Don't me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine
Fuck with me you be a was nigga, was dope
Nigga was gettin' money 'fore I extorted coke, 'ju crazy?

Aiyyo, catch me a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' 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.
Y'all niggaz is out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to chess and I swing the revolver

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

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

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

It started from hunger, it all went insane
Now bitches notice the chains now I hit my number
The chickens I twisted see the digits
The beeper done changed, you 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 poppin'
Niggaz is hot and the bullets is heat-seekin'

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

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

I'm nowhere fast run in the place, gat in my waist
Niggaz wanted a taste, but come to my face
So what that You cats is playin' games again
So now what I do? Start namin' again, what?

All you motherfuckers know, that I speak the heart
Play like you don't know, L.O.X. is bark
We can take it there, but to it fair, get some more niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' 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 like chicken when it's smothered, what?
'It's Dark,' and I love it, get him boy, let him loose,
You want it with the Get a gun, let him shoot, c'mon