Luyện nghe bài hát Lights Off

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

A lot of niggas better out
'Cause here I come with my
With the out
All of a sudden all cowards
Startin' to out

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

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

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

Never underestimate or you under
Y'all keep on with Lil Wayne
But that lil' boy trouble and plus dis be full, wodie
Be bundles, dem start wildin' and
Hit the and let his toys rumble 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 life's
We done left the block

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

La, when it's time to ride, it 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
I'ma fire about a hundred and fifty at 'em

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

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

They have known I'm a guerrilla
Drama with me, run in his home went to kill him
Took his head me
You better get it right or keep it or lose your whole town
Tell em' off, it's about to go down

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

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

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

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

I'm intoxicated 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,
Ready for 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 see the rims twenty four seventy
breathe heavily, bullets they come steadily
You better stay off the 'cause you might fall
You better stay off the 'cause the lights off

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

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

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

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

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