Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Jay! that, this is it right here baby!
You know it is

Yo, I used to have bad luck, now you might see me in a Jag
Mad stuck, with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R T with the matchin'
38-snub steel with no hammer

And I see y'all niggaz tryin' to glance at the
'Cause I walk around your whole advance on my wrist
Phonin' your women, off Corona's and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean, the green

I need to boogie, even I look, right in the beam
Judge find out my team, he boost they bails
Niggaz throw us on they album, try to boost they
We put our pies on the and our eyes on a label

'Cause them up in the mountains'll try to slay you
They call me Raspy, tell you what I you to know
Fuck you ask me, you probably don't, want me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm to skip

Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, a 100 for The L.O.X.
And if we cool, then I write a for a drop
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a my pet
And you can bet he'll get the legs and the

Aiyyo, yo my gun bust, send niggaz to the fish like Swanson
New York's Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline y'all
And that's warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get rightfully mine

I want PC, see me? Tuck in chains
I got niggaz my pop's age that lifestyle ain't
It's like up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, with Sheik, go fuck with a hoe

I rock a waist length mink, do-rag my fitted
And I don't even want waves, be halfway new
That's Sheik in the club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be

I put in your head, all in the same hole
'Cause we got the goal, and you try an' tamper with mine?
Don't me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine
with me you be a was nigga, nigga was dope
Nigga was gettin' 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?

Aiyyo, catch me a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a Lincoln eatin' pasta shells
Order to go, got a box of L's
Blow, stay on the low, get a Heine' and

I'm Pinero, so I a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop shit 'cause I'm the best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to play chess and I the revolver

If I don't like a nigga, I don't be bothered
I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga legit
You hold your nine if you holdin' a
Common sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get

L.O.X. get respect like Sonny 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz eager to
I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave a dime, motherfucker

I'm a monster, I sleep winters, wake up and spit summers
nigga, puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, bitches us
Tryin' not to let bullshit become us

It started hunger, till it all went insane
Now bitches notice the chains now that I hit my
The chickens I twisted see the unlisted
The beeper done changed, you bitch, the Reaper done came

I suggest stop speakin' my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can feel the heat in the rain
I keep creepin', streets watchin', I keep poppin'
Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is

Jay for pesos, chase hoes not
I circle 'round the block in a drop
them jump through the top
Where the sun roof used to be, I could see not used to me

Nigga flows like other, I'm the meanest
Toughest Don Dada, the gun
You the type that bust a lot of and none touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, the gun touch ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz 'bout to a dynasty like no other

I'm headed fast run in the place, gat in my waist
Niggaz a taste, but wouldn't come to my face
So what that mean? You cats is playin' games
So now what I do? namin' names again, what?

All you motherfuckers know, I speak from the heart
Play like you don't know, L.O.X. is gon'
We can it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' with four niggaz, aight

Y'all niggaz, to stop playin', it'll be the ones you forgotten about
That'll get you shot in your mouth, got my covered
Plus it's all gravy chicken when it's smothered, what?
'It's Dark,' and I it, get him boy, let him loose, c'mon
You want it the dog? Get a gun, let him shoot, c'mon