Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

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

we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog
Lunatic loops, loose in your 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 around to your face and I jab it
Drop you, like one of ill bad habits
Hunt you, like a hillbilly hunting a
Cuttin up like Muggs on the wheels
for reals, penitentiary
heads to bed from the choke of a headlock
Fading heads to perms, even dreadlocks
Boy! with me style
I can get foul or wild, or just for a while

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
Got the live shit, 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!) 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!) Wherever the pawns

Look look punk, way you get shook
To the pawn, taking out the rook, off of the
Lights get tooken, taken you for
You breathe, no need to look up and see me
The hope, when you mellow you call whoever
For the hype shit, you the Hill, put it together
Running this game, bringing the same, raw
Over the hills, through the city we come
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 I bring, never the same hype
so push shit off, get up, don't let off
No how much blood you spit up
You could never be, with Greenthumb
The outcome's specific, you spliff it, lung
We hit hard, breaking guard, you can't tell
when the bells ring, busting your shell, the fell

(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!) Wherever the pawns
(Checkmate fool!) em high
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

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

I'ma freak that yea slam it in the trunk
kill all junk with the suicide clunk
Ain't nobody came my way, talking
the Westside of L.A., so
click you claim, you keep bumping that shit
and elevate your frame, cause I want
big-time, asshole, gangsta
Worth a lot of shit, but that's not the main

My nigga Sen's rolling again, remember
we rocked shows, battling foes, the been long
Strong with the styles, you ain't to win
Like blood pouring out of the pen, the ink
Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot
got you heated with repeated attacks over the
Smack niggas up, back niggas up, niggas up
Jack niggas up, hanging the wack up
Snowball effect, we rolling the limits
the bitch-ass niggas with all the gimmicks

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

fool!