Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

And I see niggaz tryin' to glance at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk with your 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 need to boogie, even I look, right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he they bails
Niggaz throw us on they album, try to boost they
We put our pies on the table and our eyes on a

them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay 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 so I'm able to skip

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, 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 like
New York's Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of gasoline y'all beds
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 chains
I got niggaz my pop's age that lifestyle ain't
It's like up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheik, go fuck a hoe

I rock a length mink, do-rag under 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 in your 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 some shit in spine
Fuck me you be a was nigga, nigga was dope
Nigga was gettin' money I extorted your 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 'cause I'm the best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to your
'Cause I like to play and I swing the revolver

If I don't like a nigga, I don't be bothered
I spit, I'm just a nigga goin' legit
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 'Bronx
Us and DMX, the Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live, are niggaz eager to die?
I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave 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, among us
Tryin' not to let bullshit become us

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

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

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

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

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

All you motherfuckers know, that I speak the heart
Play like you know, L.O.X. is gon' bark
We can it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' like four 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 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 the dog? Get a gun, let him shoot, c'mon