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,
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 niggas
got me watchin' up on my back and
packin'
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 transaction to
calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand cash
you know da deal, you know da outcome
dub C and C Mac tha money 'n run
[CJ
We close, hot as fuck
burnin' up in his
two pace, mirror checkin' doin'
I seen the state patrol 5 times, to god
he make stop, better have 9 lives
speak
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
Close
you just have tha cash right so we can go's,
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 deez niggas, we gon twist mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town nigga havin' a pistal in
whatcha paper, you fuckin' wit jackets, player
happens
[Chorus: CJ
Don't wit a niggas cash
blast, when it come to cash
mash, on dat ass
Don't wit a niggas cash
mash, on dat ass
fo' a cash, niggas blast
[WC second overlaps]
(T'is da season to be falalalala lalalala)
[Verse 2: CJ
Hits J, sit straight, dey ain't check
suitcase, jit
we ain't stop to da cash, nigga
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was straight heata

fake twista, took her ass to da piz-ad
sent some mo crystals back to da
to make mo trick-climbin'-blatant-nigga loot [wooh!]
'cause baby need new shoes and daddy a coupe
[CJ
my nigga, Fred, yo friend
he set up da
his ass ten-thousand, thanked 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 passed, I found his ass trashed out
on his porch, with his dick in his mouth
What the fuck? I know these niggas ain't in L.A.
I went and grabbed the AK n' called my CJ
{[music stops, tone] inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(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 goin' down
Hey nigga meet me at cho bitch spot, (what?)
Fuck that, bring these in hea
these niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
Goin' 110 on da 110, slow
my stomach uptight, sumthin' ain't right (fuck that)
How da they found where Fred stay
they ain't been out there, hold up, what the fuck?!

CJ, don't trip, nigga, dey just 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 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 found Fred dead, then you found my wit her wig split
nigga I ain't stupid, you did shit

Motherfucka shot me in my
reached for my strap, and dumpin' back
continue}

Nigga, lifes a and then you die
you only get one to check, nigga, trust no nigga
shoulda known from the start, ain't no in my heart
fuck 50-50 shit, this is where we depart
[CJ
I'll be if I let this nigga walk wit' 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, see da bust back, fuck that
somehow I managed, ta raise wit da carriage
ain't no rules to dis shit, we
ain't no love in game, mothafucka, shit happens
x2]
I feel sorry,
just every dog has his day,
loc get his nights
I'll be back at ya, my (ain't no thang)
I can't yo ass did some shit like that to me, nigga
it nothin' (hu, hu)
it nothin'
It's goin'
I'ma get that
on!