Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme some of 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 and strappin'
packin'
who ever thought dem would catch on
and we was sellin' rock while up in the of the broll
see da plan was to make a transaction to
calos, for under 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 close, hot as fuck
burnin' up in his
two pace, mirror checkin' doin'
I seen the state 5 times, swear to god
he make this stop, better have 9
nigga
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
nigga
you just have tha cash right so we can go's,
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 deez niggas, we gon twist some mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town nigga a pistal in hand
whatcha paper, you fuckin' wit some jackets,
shit
[Chorus: CJ
Don't fuck wit a niggas
niggas blast, it come to cash
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)
2: CJ Mac]
Hits J, sit straight, dey ain't even
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
sent some mo crystals 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
gave his ass ten-thousand, 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 his ass trashed out
castrated on his porch, with his in his mouth
What the fuck? I these niggas ain't here in L.A.
I went and grabbed the AK n' called my CJ
{[music stops, dial tone] ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) Look on wit deez niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just this nigga Fred fucked up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga goin' down
Hey nigga me at cho bitch spot, nigga (what?)
Fuck that, let's these in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
Goin' 110 on da 110, exit
shit my stomach uptight, ain't right (fuck that)
How da fuck they where Fred stay
they ain't never been out there, 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 see that shit, but why the fuck you so bloody?

They took the hundred thousand we stole two mo' (right, right)
and if I know that Bo he checked a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who the game
you didn't that 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 started dumpin'
continue}

Nigga, lifes a bitch and you die
you only get one chance to check, nigga, no nigga
shoulda from the start, ain't no love in my heart
fuck this shit, this is where we depart
[CJ
I'll be damned if I let this nigga 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 wit da wicked carriage
ain't no to dis shit, we jackers
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 believe yo ass did shit like that to me, nigga
it nothin' (hu, hu)
it ain't
It's down
I'ma get that
on!