Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you

it is the king back in the buildin'
Still and building, still rappin' to children
Jeopardizin' ya deals, buyin' ya wheels
Like its when we was lil' and its still time to kill

Quick ya skills, way underpayin' ya bills
Spend a day in the field so how you sayin' you
Niggaz could never how I live, you aint deservin'
My urban, never met me in person

Just my bread suburban, in a red
On 24s, 20 hoes givin' head, Im
Fuck piss they pants, scared and nervous
Im shell-shocked, out like I been in the service

Clean cut and reserved, but I George Garvin
The closest you hoes seen to picture perfect
Your rose king, my ring tight as a virgin cop
Your dream I fo I seen the top, nigga

Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

I treat the beats like the streets, on 'em, I do I want to
I aint confront you, Ill kill you if I want to
Roam monsters, kill homes and front you
That lil' nigga he bad, eat him for lunch too

you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you niggaz
Sucker punch aan one of you
I was nice at first now Im runnin' through niggaz
Whole crews, not just one or two

'Cuz you ain't representin' the south, you embarassin'
See you on TV in New York, them laugh at us
The reason why DJs didnt a clue I was fabulous
Now a days, not my records well, hell its hazardous

All this cussin', fussin', loud out of my character
Bustin' these niggaz melons and all of they managers
P S C is Atlanta, so how you and handlin'
Gorillaz wit bananaz, without playin' and

King of the south, it was said then
Took a to comprehend, now it all sunk in
On the low, deal a mil, I aint done, come
Room dead, scene fled, fo the runnin' in pimp

Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

Comin' live from the terror
Shinin' lights on niggaz who got they on tight wit mascara on
All I have known, is 28 in the zone
me a day and it's gone, a brick of yay and its on

You have known, me to run less Im gunnin' at niggaz domes
And runnin' 'em out the own
story got a flip side to it
And ya aint shit less the click ride to it

And Im gonna show you how the do it
In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Simpson
Every crack in every alley, sellin' to every Tom, Dick, and Harry
Every Kim, Sue, and Sally, I tally up

A big knot to buy me a yacht
So then my pistols and my patnaz all that I got
Im not, playin' at all, Im 'em all
Still drop 'em down to size if they say Im small man

Pussy cats worry ya dawg
stones at the throne, Im a bury ya all man
Know ya faggot niggaz hate Im ballin'
30k a day and blow it all at the mall

And man I relate to what you rap on stage
Nigga 'cuz I sellin' yay since I was bow wows age nigga
Hear my and cousin talkin' to me from the grave
And all they sayin' is young get paid

Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you

Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you