Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Pressure

The headphones is on fire dis time around,
A blood pressure is
Yo, last time I'ma tell niggas
Jada man, whoever, old nigga, new
Wha! Yo, yo, yo

Who da best rapper since Big ain't here
Y'all know da answer to dat when Kiss here
you see me, don't ask me nothin' about us
And definitely ask me nothin' about [Incomprehensible]

You owe me one, I owe you two
I woulda you wit da burner, but I know you'd sue
And I ain't to him, I'm talkin' to you
Matter of fact, I'm to y'all, life is like walkin' a yard

stab you wit a fork in da heart
And the got muthafuckas thinkin' they hot
Like my dope, got fiends thinkin' they
When you thinkin of da best, nigga, of the Lox

I'll cut ya hand off if ya pinky ring's hot
Then come through ya in a sticky green drop
Hop out, let off fifty-three
care if I hit fifty-three cops

Guliani might as be merkin' niggas
the time that he givin' out is hurtin' niggas
And all these record label's jerkin'
And you never was a thug, a workin' nigga

And you heard that shit there I started that
Don't make me put somethin' up in ya hat
No who you are, or where you from
Screw all of dat, I'm not tryin' to dat, son

Now, who da fuck want? Jadakiss!
And who da fuck need? Jadakiss!
And who da fuck gon'
All y'all hataz, 'cause none of y'all can't fuck wit Jada!

Now, who da y'all want? Jadakiss!
And who da y'all need? Jadakiss!
And who da fuck bleed?
All y'all hataz, 'cause none of niggas can't fuck wit Jada!

Don't you be dat clown in da back of da whip
That's gon' get the half of da clip
And all I'm sayin', it'll be da other nigga in the of the da whip
his lip, wit a gun on his hip

Feel me Everybody walk da walk 'til they run into Kiss
Then, they get stabbed, or hung, or wit da fifth
How you think ya man hard when son on my
'Cause I can get his ass body, plus him a brick

Got a chick Super-head, she give super head
Just moved in the buildin', gave the super head
I cop big guns that spit super
So, Superman, end up super dead

me Kiss, or da kid from the Lox
That'll twist ya moms out and do a bid wit ya
We was in jail, you probably won't get no
And if you on my block, you won't get no sales

When ya CEO you can't fuck wit I
I make a by June, I'm sayin' fuck July
And I beg you to try me I'm holdin' da Tommy
have ya body all over da lobby

I helped y'all, I'm about to melt y'all
the truth, dawg, I ain't never felt y'all
This album, we bubble like Seltzer
If it ain't Double R, who da else is hard?

Now, who da fuck y'all Jadakiss!
And who da y'all need? Jadakiss!
And who da fuck bleed?
All y'all hataz, 'cause none of y'all can't fuck wit Jada!

Now, who da fuck y'all Jadakiss!
And who da fuck need? Jadakiss!
And who da gon' bleed?
All y'all hataz, 'cause none of y'all niggas fuck wit Jada!

Now, who da y'all want? Jadakiss!
And who da fuck need? Jadakiss!
And who da gon' bleed?
All y'all hataz, 'cause none of y'all niggas can't wit Jada!

Now, who da y'all want? Jadakiss!
And who da y'all need? Jadakiss!
And who da fuck gon'
All y'all hataz, none of y'all niggas can't fuck wit Jada!