Luyện nghe bài hát Blackula

Yo, Ro'Gram you at, homey?

At nighttime I'm on the and I'm livin' foul like Blackula
Got a microphone made out of shaped like a spatula
'Cause I'm rhymes at three times the speed of lightning
You dare to to the golden bear, it's kind of frightening

You can meditate you levitate but never rate
Higher a seven, eight, yeah, I had to set 'em straight
I know you these, I ram sack yo' facilities
I'm ill at with these MCs, who ain't got no abilities

Get at me, I MCs run out like batteries
I roll the bleeze and then I like cannonball adderly
You try to get with but yo' brew ain't cold enough, cold enough
You try to get with Likwit but yo' brew cold enough, cold enough

Y'all ain't gotta clue what my clique gon' do
Fast money, fast cars, sleep until two
My niggaz rendezvous, we cop Kung-fus and split 'em
the freaks come out at night, CaTash be right wit 'em

Stone faced but when I'm loaded wit funs
Big guns, I'll make you do the nestea
I only came to some fun but I get caught up in the rapture
I don't even write lyrics no more, I

Cold shit, you know that old gold shit, raw shit
That drunken shit that make you say, aw shit
motherfuckers is too slick for Michael
We be creepin' up on you police on bikes

It's the middle of the hype
All the looking right, right
My Likwit niggaz, it tight, tight
niggaz wanna fight, fight

It's the of the hype night
All the ladies looking right,
My Likwit niggaz it

Me and my niggaz out for a party to crash
Mashed out to Long Beach but we stop for gas
I pull in first, CaTash pulled in
J-Ro rollin' blunts of the Moroccan hash

Since, it's all about the cash, we lay on smash
Hit up four five and Carson, Xzibit and Brad
The beatin' so hard it's vibratin' my glass
Blast, we drivin' way too fast

Slow down, you can't crash the whip, slow
And hit a dip 'cause I paid a lot of for this promise kit
We late for a show, we got this money to get
The nightlife'll have you caught up in all types of

Like what? Like this, that, like that like this
I drink St. Ide's, I don't be fuckin' Crist'
'Cause we the type of clique that need to somethin' stronger
tha Liks is in the house, the party last longer

I dedicate song to, bitches and thugs
Who party down at the club and tha Liks love
Even with creatine in your spleen
You couldn't compete with my all-star Likwit

'Cause tha Liks reign of all hip-hop scenes
We heard about your party, bumrushed it in jeans
And still the hoes most likely to succeed
Where that nigga J-Ro? likely smokin' weed

It's the of the night, night
All the ladies looking right,
My Likwit keep it tight, tight
Rowdy niggaz wanna fight,

the middle of the night, night
All the ladies right, right
My Likwit niggaz keep it tight,
Rowdy niggaz wanna fight,

Yo, it out
Turn up the more so I can hear the shit forever more
I came out of nowhere like predator, a metaphor
If you rap-impaired, you might say what happened
While the B-boys and cheer, bring that beat back in here

Nighttime is the right time to write
Why you wanna bite I blow you away like white lines
I think, you let it go, get yo' ass off my pedestal
Before you attention and it's gonna be medical

If rap was basketball, I'd have the earl the pearl
I drink but Jack Daniels
Rap don't interest me, I don't get dressy
Tha Liks rock the shows but leave the crowd messy

the middle of the night, night
All the ladies looking right,
My niggaz keep it tight, tight
Rowdy niggaz fight, fight

It's the middle of the night,
All the ladies right, right
My Likwit niggaz keep it tight,
niggaz wanna fight, fight