Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, some of them water and chip's, shit
(other man)
'em up, nigga, lock 'em, bullshit
(man)
hey, look,
get out there,
these niggas sho' ta riz-ayd, right
we get in and get out
(other man)
we on a roll,
[continues,
1: WC]
I'ma it down, now
wit deez out-a-town niggas
got me up on my back and strappin'
packin'
who ever thought dem would catch on
and we was sellin' rock up in the back of the broll
see da plan was to a transaction to match
three calos, for the zone, a hundred thousand cash
you know da deal, you know da outcome
dub C and C Mac tha money 'n run
[CJ
We close, hot as fuck
up in his drive
two pace, mirror checkin' sixty-five
I seen the state 5 times, swear to god
he make this stop, better have 9
speak
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
Close
you just tha cash right so we can go's, nigga
I never no
nigga I'm comin' through his town
set us up, get a crew, gun his

Fuck that, I dun dis shit
after we twist niggas, we gon twist some mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town nigga havin' a pistal in
whatcha paper, you fuckin' wit jackets, player
shit
CJ Mac]
Don't fuck wit a cash
blast, when it come to cash
mash, on dat ass
Don't fuck wit a cash
mash, on dat ass
fo' a niggas cash, niggas
[WC half overlaps]
(T'is da to be janky falalalala lalalala)
[Verse 2: CJ
Hits J, sit straight, dey ain't even
suitcase, jit
we ain't stop to da cash, nigga
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was straight heata

fake twista, her ass back to da piz-ad
some mo crystals back to da liz-ad
to some mo trick-climbin'-blatant-nigga loot [wooh!]
'cause baby new shoes and daddy need a coupe
[CJ
Call my nigga, Fred, yo
he set up da
gave his ass ten-thousand, him n' shit
him 'Shut the fuck up', niggas try sweating
and have to take his ass out there, he to wetting

Uh huh, two passed, I found his ass trashed out
castrated on his porch, with his dick in his
What the fuck? I know these niggas ain't in L.A.
I and grabbed the AK n' called my nigga CJ
{[music stops, dial inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) it's on wit deez niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just found this Fred fucked up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga it's down
Hey nigga meet me at cho bitch spot, (what?)
Fuck that, let's these in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
110 on da 110, exit slow
shit my stomach uptight, sumthin' right (fuck that)
How da they found where Fred stay
ain't never been out there, hold up, what the fuck?!

CJ, trip, nigga, dey just killed yo bitch
left her in the porch wit' screwdriver's in her head
the house, took the work and the money
[CJ
I could see that shit, but why the you so bloody?

They took the hundred thousand we stole two mo' (right, right)
and if I know nigga Bo he checked a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who the game
you didn't know motherfuckas name!
first you found Fred dead, you found my bitch wit her wig split
nigga I ain't stupid, you did shit

Motherfucka me in my shoulda
reached for my strap, and started dumpin'
{gunshots

Nigga, lifes a bitch and you die
you only get one to check, nigga, trust no nigga
shoulda known from the start, ain't no in my heart
fuck this 50-50 shit, this is where we
[CJ
be damned if I let this nigga walk wit' da dough
kill my hoe, boy, my hoe?
Five, fo' rounds, hit him twice, hit him in his
see me blood,
eat slugs!
{gunshots

On my knees, I'ma see da back, fuck that
somehow I managed, ta raise wit da wicked
no rules to dis shit, we jackers
ain't no in this game, mothafucka, shit happens
x2]
I feel sorry,
just every dog has his day,
loc get his nights
I'll be back at ya, my (ain't no thang)
I can't believe yo ass did some shit like that to me,
it nothin' (hu, hu)
it ain't
It's goin'
get that motherfucker
on!