Luyện nghe bài hát Blackula

Yo, Ro'Gram you at, homey?

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

You can 'til you levitate but never rate
Higher a seven, eight, yeah, I had to set 'em straight
I know you feelin' these, I ram sack yo'
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 I blow like cannonball adderly
You try to get with Likwit but yo' ain't cold enough, cold enough
You try to get with Likwit but yo' brew ain't cold enough, cold

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

Stone faced but only when I'm loaded wit
Big guns, I'll make you do the nestea
I only came to have fun but I get caught up in the rapture
I even write lyrics no more, I manufacture

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

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

It's the middle of the night
All the ladies right, right
My niggaz keep it

Me and my out lookin' for a party to crash
Mashed out to Beach but we stop for some gas
I in first, CaTash pulled in last
J-Ro steady blunts of the Moroccan hash

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

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

Like what? Like this, that, like that like this
I drink St. Ide's, I be fuckin' with Crist'
'Cause we the type of clique that need to somethin' stronger
When tha Liks is in the house, the party last

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

'Cause tha Liks reign supreme of all 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 middle of the night,
All the ladies right, right
My Likwit keep it tight, tight
Rowdy niggaz fight, fight

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

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

Nighttime is the time to write rhymes
Why you wanna bite mine? I you away like white lines
I think, you better let it go, get yo' ass off my
Before you need attention and gonna be medical

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

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

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