Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Pressure

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

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

You owe me one, I owe you two
I smacked you wit da burner, but I know you'd sue
And I ain't talkin' to him, I'm to you
Matter of fact, I'm talkin to y'all, 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 of da best, nigga, think of the Lox

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

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

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

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

you be dat clown nigga 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 of the da whip
his lip, wit a gun on his hip

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

Got a chick named Super-head, she give head
Just in the buildin', even gave the super head
I cop big that spit super lead
So, play Superman, end up 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 get no mail
And if you pumped on my block, you won't get no

When ya CEO know you fuck wit I
I make a million by June, I'm sayin' fuck
And I beg you to try me while I'm holdin' da
I'ma have ya all over da lobby

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

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