Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Pressure

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

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

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

Nigga'll stab you wit a fork in da
And the Source got muthafuckas they hot
my dope, got fiends thinkin' they shot
When you of da best, nigga, think of the Lox

I'll cut ya fuckin' hand off if ya pinky hot
Then come ya block in a sticky green drop
Hop out, let off fifty-three
Wouldn't if I hit fifty-three cops

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

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

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

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

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

Feel me dawg? Everybody walk da walk 'til they run into
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', even gave the super
I cop big that spit super lead
So, play Superman, end up dead

Call me Kiss, or da kid 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 know you can't wit I
I make a million by June, I'm fuck July
And I beg you to try me while I'm da Tommy
have ya body all over da lobby

I helped y'all, I'm about to melt y'all
Tell the truth, dawg, I never felt y'all
This album, we gon' like Seltzer
If it Double R, who da hell else is hard?

Now, who da fuck y'all Jadakiss!
And who da fuck need? Jadakiss!
And who da gon' bleed?
All y'all hataz, 'cause of y'all niggas can't fuck wit Jada!

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

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

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