Luyện nghe bài hát Lights Off

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

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

It's warfare, a of niggas
to loose out
It's time to up them thangs
Hit the run in his house
And make 'em show up thangs

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

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

Never or you goin' under
keep on playin' with Lil Wayne
But that lil' boy trouble and plus dis shorty be full,
Be scorin' bundles, dem start and
Hit the block and let his toys and it go ratter tatter

Ya be surprised how scatter
the M-1 shatter
And everybody on block
get 'bout ten in they bladder

Tell 'em off
on
Creep
Your gone
We done left the quiet

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

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

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

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

couldn't have known I'm a guerrilla
Drama with me, run in his home went to kill him
his head with me
You better get it or keep it right or lose your whole town
Tell em' lights off, it's to go down

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

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

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

I pass beef
I at all
That boy got a head on his
I it off

I'm highly intoxicated mixing krystelle and
Somebody call the doctor 'cause my chopper done went blocka,
out the way, man
I'm sorry but us guerrillas we stay 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 to the one with the long hair

Dem block burner, it gets quiet they see the rims twenty four
They breathe heavily, bullets they steadily
You better stay off the block 'cause you might
You better off the block 'cause the lights off

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

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

'em lights off
on
Creep
Your life's
We done left the block

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

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