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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

King of the south, it was said once
a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in
On the low, deal a mil, I aint done, again
Room dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin' in

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

Comin' live from the dome
Shinin' lights on who got they skirts on tight wit mascara on
All I have ever known, is 28 in the
Give me a day and gone, a brick of yay and its on

You have never known, me to run less Im at niggaz domes
And runnin' 'em out the own
Every story got a side to it
And ya disc shit less the click ride to it

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

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

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

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

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