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 ain't 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
pistol
who ever dem fools would catch on
and we was rock while up in the back of the broll
see da plan was to a transaction to match
three calos, for under the zone, a 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
up in his drive
two pace, mirror checkin' sixty-five
I seen the state patrol 5 times, to god
he this stop, better have 9 lives
nigga
Voice]
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'
we twist deez niggas, we gon twist some mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town havin' a pistal in hand
paper, you fuckin' wit some jackets, player
shit
[Chorus: CJ
Don't wit a niggas cash
blast, when it come to cash
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 ain't check
suitcase, jit
we stop to count da cash, nigga
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was straight heata

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

Uh huh, two months passed, I found his ass out
castrated on his porch, with his 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
{[music stops, tone] inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) it's on wit deez niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just found this nigga Fred up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey it's goin' down
Hey nigga meet me at cho spot, nigga (what?)
Fuck that, bring these in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
Goin' 110 on da 110, exit
shit my stomach uptight, sumthin' ain't (fuck that)
How da fuck found where Fred stay
they ain't never been out there, 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 stole two mo' (right, right)
and if I know that nigga Bo he a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who the game
you didn't that motherfuckas name!
first you found Fred dead, then you found my wit her wig split
I ain't 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, no nigga
shoulda known from the start, no love in my heart
fuck 50-50 shit, this is where we depart
[CJ
I'll be damned if I let this nigga walk da dough
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 carriage
no rules 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
be back 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
goin' down
I'ma get that
on!