Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

You did it baby, congratulations,
You made history, 1.1 in a short week
a press conference, press this on your conscience!
D-Block, cheers,
I ain't mad, I don't sound mad, I feel marvelous
D-Block, R, fuckin' faggots

We gon' this like grown men, you won't win
You even feel comfortable in your own skin
I rap my ass off, I'm fightin' the with the glass jaw
at the or Nassau

See me, hood niggaz behind stars
I heard you put a couple niggaz bars
(Preme!)
I might never that much
But you can bet your two quarters, I never tell that much

kiss not come out swingin'
It's like going to see 50 at a and he don't come out singin'
Yeah, you got a felony, but you ain't a
the King of New York, you live in Connecticut

You be in the hood, you be in the woods
wit' me, is where you really gon' be for good
I hold the 4-5 myself, and hop out the on 1 4 5 myself
This is a fact
Since when has it cool to get shot and not shoot back

Track masters shelfed you, Brave hearts you
Then felt you, now I gotta melt you
And don't try to pull rank on
'Cause the niggaz I'ma send to do it ain't gon'

Be up stiff, I spit straight up 'piph
I did real songs BIG, no made-up shits
And I don't got a problem clout
You get shot again yet, so what's your second album about?
(Nothin')

Your raps are pre-school, you a lot of money, now be cool
I swell up your lips like seafood
Can I get a mic You don't stand a chance
To dance me dog, ya steps ain't right yet

is just fine, homie, the D's straight
Most likely your new CD is a plate
Bunch of songs, 100% pure garbage
somethin' to break up buds on

You just sell clothes and sneakers
'Cause your whole camp your flow's the weakest
I'm in the where the young boys is clappin'

You runnin' around with the lieutenant and
It'll take a to see kiss
You had to get shot 9 times to be

Rat ass nigga, a animal
You's a motherfuckin'
Pig ass nigga, you's a
You's a animal
Snake ass nigga, you's a
a motherfuckin' animal

Matter of fact, you ain't no
I'ma show these motherfuckers how to you
D-Block!