Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

Doc y'all and my man JabberJaw
The shit list ready, who to scratch off?
I'm the underground, my sound lib
shoes to bitches, 400 pounds!

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

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

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

If you smell what Tical cookin', ain't to see central bookin'
So till ya stop lookin', know what you did last summer?
So I started hookin', you shookin'
Offer open can of

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

To for back-up
then, ya man got slapped up extorted for his icin'
Street life is triflin', over here
Nigga pull a Tyson and a nigga' ear
Precisin', slicin' the cut-crew

Ruggeder, Predator, Viking, ex
People's champ, niggaz be takin' off
Reachin' for the microphone, relax and a bone
Straight the Catacombs the Children Of The Corn
That don't got a clue, for desert storm!

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

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

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

poison, got a gun permit draw
Gun down at Sundown you score!
This training course and y'all fit
On my crew tombstone put, 'We All Shit'

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

The most slept on Rip Van Wink
My shit stink every element from A to Zinc
So what you think? I'm a blackout on just one
You must be crazy! A little off the wall 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, out smoked out move out
knock ya tooth out
To make feel it
Stick 'em, 'em, say stick 'em, stick 'em