Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Pressure

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

Who really da best rapper Big ain't here
Y'all know da answer to dat when Kiss 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
Matter of fact, I'm talkin to y'all, life is 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

I'll cut ya fuckin' off if ya pinky 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

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

And you heard that shit right there I 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 to hear dat, son

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 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, none of y'all niggas can't fuck wit Jada!

Don't you be dat clown nigga in da back of da
That's gon' get the second 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 dawg? Everybody walk da walk 'til run into Kiss
Then, get stabbed, or hung, or stung wit da fifth
How you think ya man hard son on my dick?
'Cause I can get his ass body, plus front him a

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

Call me Kiss, or da kid the Lox
That'll twist ya 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

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 holdin' da
I'ma have ya all over da lobby

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

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 can't 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 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 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 y'all niggas fuck wit Jada!