Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

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

we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog
Lunatic smokin loops, loose in sector
Got my eye on em, on the
like a bone to a dog, yea you I gotta have it
you get it shit, and I'ma grab it
Turn stares to your face and I jab it
Drop you, like one of those ill bad
Hunt you, a hillbilly hunting a rabbit
Cuttin up like Muggs on the wheels
for reals, steel
Pull to bed from the choke of a headlock
bald heads to perms, even dreadlocks
Boy! Rudebwoy with me
I can get or wild, or just cool for a while

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

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

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

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'ma all junk with the suicide clunk
nobody came my way, talking bout
the Westside of L.A., so
punk-ass click you claim, you bumping that shit
and elevate frame, cause I want that
big-time, asshole, studio
Worth a lot of shit, but not the main factor

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

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

fool!