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 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck you niggaz, slam dunk you niggaz
Sucker aan one of you niggaz
I was bein' nice at first now Im runnin' 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 niggaz at us
The reason why DJs have a clue I was fabulous
Now a days, not playin' my records well, its hazardous

All cussin', fussin', loud discussions out of my character
Bustin' these 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 then
Took a to comprehend, now it all sunk in
On the low, deal a mil, I done, come again
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 done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

Comin' live the terror dome
Shinin' lights on niggaz who got they skirts on wit mascara on
All I have known, is 28 in the zone
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 'em out the own territory
Every story got a flip to it
And ya disc aint shit the click ride to it

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

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

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

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

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 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 when I see you