Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Yo yo yo yo, it's Doc, where the weed at, bitch?
I speed backwards down a one-way cops, see that shit?
that shit, slaughter, straight to camcorder
I'm Hot for TV', rap draw water

My windpipe's attached to ballers
You yell, "Turn the down"
My voice, DVD 'round so I'm heard round town
And chances of y'all leavin'? now

Wait later, make front page paper
Date with juvenile eighth graders
Hit the school and 187 Caesar
When I bust, y'all to back fo' acres

Doc y'all and that's my man
The shit list ready, who next to off?
I'm from the underground, my sound
shoes to bitches, fo'-hundred pounds

Get up, stand up, back up, up
Jump up, act up to make y'all it
'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

Yo, blackout, shoot out, out, move out
Even knocked your tooth out to make y'all it
Stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

And I'm the street-talkin',
Approach me extreme caution, oh, now you forcin'
My to Rock, yo' Cradle often, I'm hot-scorchin'
But 'Stone like Steve Austin

If you smell Tical cookin'
Ain't to see central bookin' so tell ya goon stop lookin'
'Know You Did Last Summer', so I started hookin'
You past shooken off an can of ass-whoopin'

Ain't no in the Method's 'Little Shop of Horrors'
Go ask your father who the from the hill to harbor
You know tha saga, marijuana and Goldschlager
With deadly medley, y'all ready for Shakwon and Reggie

Don't even bother, the for back-up, alright then
Your man got up, extorted for his ice an'
Street life is triflin', over here
Don't make me pull a Tyson and a nigga ear

an', slicin' jugulars, the 'Cutthroat'
Ruggeder, 'Predator', Viking,
People's Champ, be takin' on competitors

Reachin' for the microphone, relax and light a
from the catacomb, the 'Children of the Corn'
That don't got a 'CLUE', prepare for 'Desert

Get up, stand up, back up, up
Jump up, act up to y'all feel it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em

Yo, blackout, out, smoked out, move out
Even your tooth out to make y'all feel it
'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

I 1.1 on my SAT
And push a whip with a right and left AC
Gorilla, Big Dog, if my get called
I'm behind the wall with arsenic jaws

poison, got a gun permit draw
Gun at sundown, you keep score
This trainin' and y'all ain't fit
On my crew tombstone put, we all shit

Yo, all you gonnabe, wannabe, when will you
Wanna be Doc and Gotta wait your turn
I a .41 revolver on New Year's Eve
With the mic in my I mutilate MC's

The slept on since Rip Van Wink
My stink with every element from A to Z so what you think?
I'ma blackout on one drink you must be crazy
A little off the maybe, go, get a shrink

Get up, up, back up, push up
Jump up, act up to make y'all it
Stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

Yo, blackout, shoot out, smoked out, out
Even your tooth out to make y'all feel it
Stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em