Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme some of them 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
wit deez out-a-town niggas
got me watchin' up on my and strappin'
pistol
who thought dem fools would catch on
and we was sellin' rock while up in the back of the
see da plan was to make a transaction to
three calos, for under the zone, a thousand cash
you da deal, nigga you know da outcome
dub C and C Mac tha money 'n run
[CJ
We close, hot as fuck
up in his drive
two pace, mirror checkin' sixty-five
I the state patrol 5 times, swear to god
he make this stop, have 9 lives
speak
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
Close
you just have tha 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 shit
after we twist deez niggas, we gon twist mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town nigga havin' a pistal in
whatcha paper, you wit some jackets, player
shit
CJ Mac]
Don't wit a niggas cash
niggas blast, when it 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 ain't even
suitcase, jit
we ain't stop to da cash, nigga
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was fulla straight

fake twista, took her ass to da piz-ad
sent some mo crystals to da liz-ad
to some mo trick-climbin'-blatant-nigga loot [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, thanked him n'
told him the fuck up', niggas try sweating
and have to take his ass out there, he bound to

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

CJ, don't trip, nigga, dey killed yo bitch
left her bleedin' in the porch wit' in her head
ramshacked the house, the work and the money
[CJ
I could see shit, but why the fuck you so bloody?

They took the thousand we stole plus two mo' (right, right)
and if I know that Bo he checked a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who parted the
you didn't know that 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
reached for my strap, and started back
continue}

Nigga, a bitch and then 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 50-50 shit, this is we depart
[CJ
be damned if I let this nigga walk 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 bust back, that
I managed, ta raise wit da wicked carriage
ain't no to dis shit, we jackers
ain't no in this game, mothafucka, shit happens
x2]
I sorry, nigga
just 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 some shit like that to me,
it ain't (hu, hu)
it nothin'
It's goin'
get that motherfucker
on!