Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

Bout to mash niggaz man
Don't come in my backyard
and the DOG, motherfucker!
Ha!

Here we go y'all, the nigga head dog
smokin loops, loose in your sector
Got my eye on em, on the
like a bone to a dog, yea you I gotta have it
Anywhere you get it shit, and I'ma it
Turn stares to your face and I jab it
you, like one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, a hillbilly hunting a rabbit
niggaz up like Muggs on the wheels
for reals, penitentiary
Pull heads to bed the choke of a headlock
Fading bald heads to perms, even
Boy! with me style
I can get foul or wild, or just for a while

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
Got the shit, bang em whenever you/he want to try
to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the fall
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em whenever you/he to try
to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall

look punk, every way you get shook
To the pawn, out the rook, off of the book
Lights get tooken, you for Satan
You can't breathe, no need to up and see me
The last hope, when you you call whoever
For the hype shit, you the Hill, put it together
Running this game, bringing the same, raw
the hills, through the city we come equipped
to the letter, keeping your down low
What I reveal, the good shit to heal all
Making you roll late night, you tripping, my tight
To the new shit I bring, never the hype
so push that shit off, get up, let off
No matter how much you spit up
You never be, fucking with Greenthumb
The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed
We hit hard, breaking your guard, you can't
when the ring, busting your shell, the pawn fell

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
Got the live shit, bang em whenever want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the fall
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

I'ma freak that funk yea it in the trunk
I'ma kill all with the suicide clunk
Ain't came my way, talking bout
the Westside of L.A., so
punk-ass you claim, you keep bumping that shit
and your frame, cause I want that
big-time, asshole, studio
Worth a lot of shit, but that's not the factor

My nigga rolling again, remember when
we rocked shows, battling foes, the time's long
Strong with the styles, you hear to win
blood pouring out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot
got you heated with repeated attacks over the
Smack niggas up, back niggas up, hack up
Jack niggas up, hanging the niggas up
Snowball effect, we the city limits
the bitch-ass niggas with all the gimmicks

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
Got the live shit, bang em whenever want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em whenever want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns

fool!