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 done I see you

What it is the king in the buildin'
Still stackin' and building, still to children
Jeopardizin' ya deals, ballin' ya wheels
Like its back 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 live 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 boys piss they pants, and nervous
Im shell-shocked, black out like I in the service

cut and reserved, but I tote George Garvin
The thang you hoes seen to picture perfect
rose gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop
Your dream I 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 done I see you

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

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

'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 have a clue I was
Now a days, not playin' my records well, hell its

All this cussin', fussin', 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'

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

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

live from the terror dome
Shinin' lights on niggaz who got they on tight wit mascara on
All I ever 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 side to it
And ya disc aint shit the click ride to it

And Im gonna show you how the do it
In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Valley
Every crack in every alley, crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry
Kim, Sue, and Sally, till I tally 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
Still drop 'em down to size if they say that Im man

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

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