Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, some of them water and chip's, shit
(other man)
lock 'em up, nigga, 'em, bullshit
(man)
hey, look,
get out there,
niggas ain't 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
fuckin' wit deez out-a-town
got me watchin' up on my back and
packin'
who ever thought dem would catch on
and we was rock while up in the back of the broll
see da plan was to a transaction to match
calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand cash
you know da deal, you know da outcome
dub C and C Mac take tha 'n run
[CJ
We close, hot as fuck
burnin' up in his
two pace, checkin' doin' sixty-five
I the state patrol 5 times, swear to god
he make this stop, better 9 lives
nigga
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
nigga
you just tha cash right so we can go's, nigga
I tell no
nigga when I'm comin' his town
set us up, get a crew, gun his

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

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

Uh huh, two passed, I found his ass trashed out
on his porch, with his dick in his mouth
What the fuck? I know these ain't here in L.A.
I went and grabbed the AK n' called my CJ
{[music stops, dial inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) Look it's on wit niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just found nigga Fred fucked up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga it's down
Hey meet me at cho bitch spot, nigga (what?)
Fuck that, bring these in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
Goin' 110 on da 110, slow
shit my uptight, sumthin' ain't right (fuck that)
How da fuck they found where Fred
they ain't been out there, hold up, what the fuck?!

CJ, don't trip, nigga, dey killed yo bitch
left her bleedin' in the porch wit' screwdriver's in her
ramshacked the house, took the work and the
[CJ
I could see that shit, but why the fuck you so

They took the hundred we stole plus two mo' (right, right)
and if I know that nigga Bo he a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who the game
you know that motherfuckas name!
first you Fred dead, then 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 back
{gunshots

Nigga, a bitch and then you die
you only get one chance to check, nigga, no nigga
shoulda from the start, ain't no love in my heart
this 50-50 shit, this is where we depart
[CJ
I'll be damned if I let nigga walk wit' da dough
my hoe, boy, kill 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 bust back, fuck
somehow I managed, ta raise wit da carriage
ain't no to dis shit, we jackers
no love in this game, mothafucka, shit happens
x2]
I feel sorry,
just every dog has his day,
every loc get his
I'll be at ya, my nigga (ain't no thang)
I can't believe yo ass did some shit like to me, nigga
it ain't (hu, hu)
it nothin'
goin' down
I'ma get motherfucker
on!