Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you smell what Tical cookin', ain't tryin' to see central
So till ya gon' stop lookin', know what you did summer?
So I started hookin', you past
open 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, blunts and Goldschlager
With medley, y'all ain't ready for Shakwon and Reggie
even bother

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

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

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

Yo' blackout, out smoked out move out
Even ya tooth out
To make feel it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, say stick 'em, 'em

I 1.1 on my SAT
And still push a whip with a and left AC
Gorilla, Big Dog, if my name get
I'm behind the 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, be when will you learn?
Wanna be Doc and Meth? Gotta wait ya
I spit a .41 revolver on New Eve
the mic in my hand I mutilate M C's

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

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

Yo' blackout, shoot out out move out
Even knock ya out
To make feel it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, say stick 'em, 'em