Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

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

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

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

look punk, every way you get shook
To the pawn, taking out the rook, off of the
get tooken, taken 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 game, bringing the same, raw shit
Over the hills, through the city we equipped
to the letter, keeping your temperature low
What I reveal, the shit to heal all souls
Making you late night, you tripping, my game's tight
To the new shit I bring, never the hype
so that shit off, get up, don't let off
No matter how blood you spit up
You could never be, with Greenthumb
The specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung
We hit hard, breaking your guard, you can't
when the bells ring, your shell, the pawn fell

(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!) Wherever the 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!) the pawns fall

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

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

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

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

fool!