Luyện nghe bài hát Lights Off

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

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

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

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

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

Never underestimate or you goin'
Y'all keep on playin' with Lil
But that lil' boy trouble and plus dis shorty be full,
Be bundles, dem start wildin' 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 life's
We done left the quiet

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

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

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

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

couldn't 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 or keep it right or lose your whole town
Tell em' off, it's about to go down

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

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

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

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

I'm highly intoxicated mixing krystelle and
Somebody call the '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 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 come steadily
You better stay off the 'cause you might fall
You better off the block 'cause the lights off

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

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

Tell 'em off
on
Creep
Your gone
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 the block quiet