Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

It's Funk Doc where da at, bitch?
I speed wist, down to one way from cops
See thas' shit? Believe shit!
straight to camcorder, I'm too hot for TV
Back water

My windpipes to project-ballers
You yell, "Turn the down!"
My voice, divi-di-round-sound, some heard town
And chances are y'all leavin', now

later, will make Funk page paper
Date Raper Juveline 8th Graders
Hit the High at 187 Caesar
When I y'all need to back 4 acres

Doc and that's my man JabberJaw
The shit list ready, who next to off?
I'm from the underground, my lib
Platform to bitches, 400 pounds!

Get up stand up, back up, up
up, act up
To make you it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, say stick 'em, 'em

Yo' blackout, shoot out smoked out out
knock ya tooth out
To make y'all it
'em, stick 'em, say stick 'em, stick 'em

Now I'm the streettalkin',
me with extreme caution, oh now you frocin'
My hand that rock yo' cradle often I'm
But stone cold like Austin

If you smell what Tical cookin', ain't to see central bookin'
So till ya gon' stop lookin', know what you did last
So I started hookin', you past
Offer can of ass-whoopin'?

Ain't no tomorrow's in the Little Shop Of Horrors
Go ask father who the father from the Hill to Harbor
You know tha saga, marijuana blunts and
With deadly medley, y'all ready for Shakwon and Reggie
Don't bother

To radio for
Alright then, ya man got up extorted for his icin'
life is triflin', body over here
Nigga pull a and bite a nigga' ear
Precisin', slicin' juggerless the

Ruggeder, Predator, Viking, ex
champ, niggaz be takin' off competitors
Reachin' for the microphone, relax and a bone
Straight the Catacombs the Children Of The Corn
That got a clue, prepare for desert storm!

Get up stand up, back up, up
up, act up
To make you it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, say stick 'em, 'em

Yo' blackout, shoot out smoked out out
Even ya tooth out
To make y'all it
Stick 'em, 'em, say stick 'em, stick 'em

I 1.1 on my SAT
And still push a whip a right and left AC
Gorilla, Big Dog, if my name get
I'm the brick wall with arsenic jars

Spit poison, got a gun permit
Gun down at Sundown you score!
This course and y'all ain't fit
On my crew tombstone put, 'We All Ain't

Yo', all you gonna be, wanna be when you learn?
Wanna be Doc and Meth? wait ya turn
I a .41 revolver on New Year's Eve
the mic in my hand I mutilate M C's

The most slept on Rip Van Wink
My stink with every element from A to Zinc
So you think? I'm a blackout on just one drink?
You must be crazy! A off the wall maybe go get a shrink

Get up stand up, up, push up
up, act up
To you feel it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, say 'em, stick 'em

Yo' blackout, shoot out out move out
Even ya tooth out
To make y'all it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, say 'em, stick 'em