Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

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

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

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

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

Clean cut and reserved, but I tote Garvin
The closest thang you hoes seen to perfect
Your gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop
Your 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 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

I the beats like the streets, on 'em, I do what 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 punch aan one of you
I was bein' nice at first now Im runnin' niggaz
Whole crews, not one or two niggaz

you ain't representin' the south, you just 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 playin' my well, hell its hazardous

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And man I relate to what you rap on stage
Nigga 'cuz I been sellin' yay since I was bow wows age
Hear my daddy and cousin to me from 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 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 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