Luyện nghe bài hát Lights Off

Cut the lights off,
(Cut 'em off)
You know what it is
(What?)
You know time it is
(What?)
Up

A lot of niggas better out
'Cause here I come my click
the tools out
All of a all these cowards
Startin' to out

It's warfare, a buncha of
'Bout to out
It's time to load up thangs
Hit the run in his house
And make 'em show up thangs

Take 'em in the room go in his
And then up his brain
No the weather
Rain, snow, sleet, or

I'ma slang metal, so tell 'em niggas in yo' hood
To get it
'Cause I'm the Mario
And we for whatever

underestimate or you goin' under
Y'all keep on with Lil Wayne
But that lil' boy trouble and dis shorty be full, wodie
Be scorin' bundles, dem wildin' and
Hit the block and let his rumble and it go ratter tatter

Ya be how niggaz scatter
When the M-1
And on they block
They get 'bout ten in bladder

'em lights off
on
Creep
life's gone
We done the block quiet

Tell 'em off
on
Creep
life's gone
We done left the block

La, it's time to ride, it ain't no time to play
It could be time to die at any of the day
And I'll be goddammit if I let a steel me
It not happen
fire about a hundred and fifty shots at 'em

And got my glocks rammin' leave a nigga damaged
That's how the made us
I three blunts, so I can get a head rush
Then come around the corner and your whole day

I'm sick and tired, niggas choosin' a boy
They get hit and die, some of 'em of manslaughter
So stay inside and watch they partner get lit up
And then they ask why, that's 'cause you played me

They couldn't have I'm a guerrilla
Drama stayed with me, run in his home went to him
Took his with me
You better get it right or keep it right or your whole town
Tell em' lights off, it's about to go

'em lights off
on
Creep
Your gone
We left the block quiet

'em lights off
on
Creep
Your gone
We done the block quiet

Massacre all streets block it off
Lil' Wayne in yo'
something like a rocket dog
And I'm ya

I don't beef
I at all
That boy got a on his shoulders
I it off

I'm highly mixing krystelle and vodka
Somebody call the doctor 'cause my chopper went blocka, knocka
out the way, man
I'm sorry but us guerrillas we can't tamed, say it man

Are you ready,
for warfare Wayne, Turk, Juvi, and B Geezy they all there
We all flare, care, dog they all tear
Give the guns to the one with the hair

Dem block burner, it gets quiet they see the twenty four seventy
They breathe heavily, they come steadily
You better stay off the block you might fall
You better stay off the block the lights off

Tell 'em off
on
Creep
life's gone
We done left the block

'em lights off
on
Creep
Your gone
We left the block quiet

'em lights off
on
Creep
life's gone
We done the block quiet

'em lights off
on
Creep
life's gone
We done left the quiet

off
Tell em' off
La, la, la off
Nigga, off
We left the block quiet