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 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 up on my back and strappin'
pistol
who ever thought dem would catch on
and we was sellin' while up in the back of the broll
see da plan was to make a transaction to
three calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand
you know da deal, nigga you know da
dub C and C Mac take tha 'n run
[CJ
We close, hot as fuck
up in his drive
two pace, mirror checkin' doin'
I the state patrol 5 times, swear to god
he make stop, better have 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 comin' his town
set us up, get a crew, gun his

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

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

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

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

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

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

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