Luyện nghe bài hát Lights Off

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

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

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

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

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

Never underestimate or you goin'
keep on playin' with Lil Wayne
But that lil' boy trouble and plus dis 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 everybody on they
They get 'bout ten in they

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Massacre all these block it off
Lil' in yo' hood
With like a rocket dog
And I'm ya

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

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

Are you ready,
Ready for warfare Wayne, Turk, Juvi, and B Geezy they all
We all flare, don't care, dog all tear
Give the guns to the one the long hair

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

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

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

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

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

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