Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Pressure

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

Who really da best rapper since Big ain't
know da answer to dat when Kiss ain't here
When you see me, don't ask me about us
And definitely 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 talkin' to him, I'm to you
of fact, I'm talkin to y'all, life is like walkin' a yard

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

I'll cut ya fuckin' hand off if ya ring's hot
come through ya block in a sticky green drop
Hop out, let off shots
Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three

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

And you heard that right there I started that
Don't make me put up in ya Starter 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 y'all Jadakiss!
And who da gon' bleed?
All y'all hataz, 'cause none of y'all can't fuck wit Jada!

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

Don't you be dat nigga 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 front of the da
his lip, wit a gun on his hip

Feel me dawg? Everybody walk da walk they run into Kiss
Then, get stabbed, or hung, or stung wit da fifth
How you think ya man hard son on my dick?
I can get his ass body, plus front him a brick

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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