Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme some of water and chip's, shit
(other man)
'em up, nigga, lock 'em, bullshit
(man)
hey, look,
get out there,
these niggas ain't sho' ta riz-ayd,
we get in and get out
(other man)
we on a roll,
[continues,
1: WC]
I'ma it down, now
fuckin' wit deez niggas
got me up on my back and strappin'
pistol
who ever thought dem fools would on
and we was sellin' while up in the back of the broll
see da plan was to make a to match
three calos, for the zone, a hundred thousand cash
you da deal, nigga you know da outcome
dub C and C Mac take tha 'n run
[CJ
We gettin' close, hot as
burnin' up in his
two pace, mirror doin' sixty-five
I seen the patrol 5 times, swear to god
he make stop, better have 9 lives
speak
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
nigga
you just have tha right so we can go's, nigga
I tell no
when I'm comin' through 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 fuckin' wit some jackets,
happens
[Chorus: CJ
Don't fuck wit a niggas
niggas blast, it come to cash
mash, on dat ass
Don't fuck wit a cash
mash, on dat ass
fo' a cash, niggas blast
[WC second overlaps]
(T'is da season to be janky lalalala)
[Verse 2: CJ
Hits J, sit straight, dey even check
suitcase, jit
we stop to count da cash, nigga
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was fulla heata

fake twista, took her ass back to da
some mo crystals back to da liz-ad
to make mo trick-climbin'-blatant-nigga loot [wooh!]
'cause baby need new shoes and daddy a coupe
[CJ
Call my nigga, Fred, yo
he set up da
his ass ten-thousand, thanked him n' shit
told him 'Shut the 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 fuck? I know niggas ain't here in L.A.
I and grabbed the AK n' called my nigga CJ
{[music stops, dial inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) Look on wit deez niggas (what?)
Hey CJ I just found this nigga Fred fucked up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey it's goin' down
Hey nigga meet me at cho spot, nigga (what?)
Fuck that, let's bring in hea
these niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
110 on da 110, exit slow
shit my stomach uptight, ain't right (fuck that)
How da fuck they found Fred stay
ain't never been out there, hold up, what the fuck?!

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

They took the thousand we stole plus two mo' (right, right)
and if I know that nigga Bo he a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who parted the
you know that motherfuckas name!
first you Fred 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, lifes a bitch and 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, this is where we
[CJ
I'll be damned if I let this nigga walk wit' da
kill my hoe, boy, kill my
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 wicked
ain't no to dis shit, we jackers
ain't no love in this game, mothafucka, shit
x2]
I sorry, nigga
like every dog has his day,
every loc get his
I'll be back at ya, my (ain't no thang)
I believe yo ass did some shit like that to me, nigga
it nothin' (hu, hu)
it ain't
It's down
I'ma get motherfucker
on!