Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Pressure

The headphones is on fire dis time around,
A pressure is building
Yo, last time I'ma tell 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 don't definitely ask me nothin' about

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 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
my dope, got fiends thinkin' they shot
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
'Cause the time that he givin' out is hurtin'
And all these label's jerkin' niggas
And you never was a thug, a workin' nigga

And you heard that right there I started that
Don't make me put somethin' up in ya hat
No matter who you are, or 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 fuck gon'
All y'all hataz, 'cause of y'all niggas can't fuck wit Jada!

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 niggas can't fuck wit Jada!

you be dat clown nigga in da back of da whip
That's gon' get the second 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 'til they run into
Then, they get stabbed, or hung, or stung wit da
How you think ya man when son on my dick?
'Cause I can get his ass body, plus front him a

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

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

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 holdin' da
I'ma have ya body all 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' bubble Seltzer
If it ain't Double R, who da hell is hard?

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

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