Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Jay! Fuck that, is it right here baby!
You know 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 the matchin' bandanna
38-snub blue with no hammer

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

I to boogie, even though I look, right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he they bails
Niggaz throw us on they album, try to 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 I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't, me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to

Usually a good nigga, even though I'm 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 my gun bust, send niggaz to the fish like Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in heads
Sheik Luc', of nigga gasoline 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? in your chains
I got niggaz my pop's age lifestyle ain't changed
It's like up, move a brick, half of it slow
car money, check with Sheik, go fuck with a hoe

I a waist length mink, do-rag under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be 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 your head, all in the hole
'Cause we got the same goal, and you try an' tamper with
Don't me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine
with me you be a was nigga, 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' pasta
Order to go, 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 shit I'm the second 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 like a nigga, I don't even be bothered
I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin'
You hold nine if you holdin' a brick
sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent

L.O.X. get respect like Sonny from 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 sleep whole winters, up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will numbers
by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this become us

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

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

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

Nigga flows like none other, I'm the
Toughest Don Dada, the gun
You the type that bust a lot of shots and none ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch ya
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? namin' names again, what?

All you motherfuckers know, I speak from 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 like four niggaz,

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