Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme of them water and chip's, shit
(other man)
lock 'em up, nigga, lock 'em,
(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 watchin' up on my and strappin'
pistol
who ever thought dem fools would on
and we was rock while up in the back of the broll
see da was to make a transaction to match
three calos, for under the zone, a thousand cash
you know da deal, you know da outcome
dub C and C Mac tha money 'n run
[CJ
We gettin' close, hot as
burnin' up in his
two pace, mirror checkin' doin'
I seen the state 5 times, swear to god
he make this stop, better 9 lives
nigga
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
nigga
you have tha cash right so we can go's, nigga
I tell no
nigga when I'm through his town
set us up, get a crew, gun his

Fuck that, I dun dis shit
we twist deez niggas, we gon twist some mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town nigga havin' a pistal in
whatcha paper, you fuckin' wit jackets, player
happens
[Chorus: CJ
Don't fuck wit a cash
niggas blast, when it come to
mash, on dat ass
Don't fuck wit a niggas
mash, on dat ass
fo' a niggas cash, niggas
[WC second half
(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 count da cash,
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was straight heata

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

Uh huh, two months passed, I found his ass 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' my nigga CJ
{[music stops, dial inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) Look it's on wit niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just found this nigga Fred up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga goin' down
Hey nigga me at cho bitch spot, nigga (what?)
that, let's bring these in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
110 on da 110, exit slow
shit my stomach uptight, ain't right (fuck that)
How da fuck found where Fred stay
they ain't been out there, hold up, what the fuck?!

CJ, trip, nigga, dey just killed yo bitch
left her bleedin' in the porch 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 plus two mo' (right, right)
and if I know nigga Bo he checked a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who parted the
you didn't know motherfuckas name!
first you found dead, then you found my bitch wit her wig split
nigga I stupid, you did that shit

Motherfucka me in my shoulda
reached for my strap, and dumpin' back
continue}

Nigga, a bitch and then you die
you get one chance to check, nigga, trust no nigga
shoulda known from the start, ain't no love in my
fuck this 50-50 shit, 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, see da bust back, fuck that
I managed, ta raise wit da wicked carriage
ain't no rules to dis shit, we
ain't no in this game, mothafucka, shit happens
x2]
I feel sorry,
like every dog has his day,
every loc get his
I'll be at ya, my nigga (ain't no thang)
I can't yo ass did some shit like that to me, nigga
it ain't (hu, hu)
it ain't
It's down
get that motherfucker
on!