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 when 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' ya wheels
its back when we was lil' and its still time to kill

Quick displayin' ya skills, way underpayin' ya
Spend a day in the field so how you you real
Niggaz could never live how I live, you aint
My lifestyles urban, 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 I been in the service

Clean cut and reserved, but I tote Garvin
The closest you hoes seen to picture perfect
Your rose gold king, my ring as a virgin cop
dream I stopped 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 when 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 aint gotta confront you, Ill you if I want to
Roam monsters, kill homes and front you
lil' nigga swearin' he bad, eat him for lunch too

Fuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you
Sucker aan one of you niggaz
I was bein' nice at 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 niggaz at us
The reason why DJs didnt have a I was fabulous
Now a days, not my records well, hell 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 playin' and
Gorillaz wit bananaz, playin' and banishin'

of the south, it was said once 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 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 done 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 gunnin' at domes
And 'em out the own territory
Every got a flip side to it
And ya disc aint shit the click ride to it

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

A big enough knot to buy me a
So my pistols 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 cant worry ya
Throwin' stones at the throne, Im a ya all man
Know ya niggaz hate that Im ballin'
Makin' 30k a day and it all at the mall

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

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

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