Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

Bout to these niggaz man
come in my backyard motherfucker
and the DOG, motherfucker!
Ha!

we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog
Lunatic smokin loops, loose in sector
Got my eye on em, on the
a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta have it
Anywhere you get it shit, and I'ma it
Turn around to your face and I jab it
you, like one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, like a hunting a rabbit
niggaz up like Muggs on the wheels
for reals, penitentiary
Pull heads to bed the choke of a headlock
Fading bald heads to perms, dreadlocks
Boy! Rudebwoy with me
I can get foul or wild, or cool for a while

(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em you/he want to try
to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns

look punk, every way you get shook
To the pawn, taking out the rook, off of the
Lights get tooken, taken you for
You can't breathe, no need to up and see me
The last hope, when you you call whoever
For the shit, you call the Hill, put it together
Running game, bringing the same, raw shit
Over the hills, through the city we equipped
to the letter, your temperature down low
What I reveal, the good shit to all souls
you roll late night, you tripping, my game's tight
To the new shit I bring, the same hype
so push that off, get up, don't let off
No matter how much you spit up
You could never be, fucking with
The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed
We hit hard, your guard, you can't tell
when the bells ring, your shell, the pawn fell

(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em you/he want to try
to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the fall
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

I'ma freak that funk yea it in the trunk
I'ma kill all junk with the clunk
Ain't nobody came my way, bout
the Westside of L.A., so
punk-ass you claim, you keep bumping that shit
and elevate your frame, cause I that
big-time, asshole, studio
Worth a lot of shit, but not the main factor

My nigga Sen's rolling again, when
we shows, battling foes, the time's been long
Strong the styles, you ain't hear to win
blood pouring out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot
got you heated with attacks over the tracks
Smack up, back niggas up, hack niggas up
niggas up, hanging the wack niggas up
Snowball effect, we the city limits
Crushing the bitch-ass niggas all the gimmicks

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
Got the live shit, bang em you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the shit, bang em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the fall

fool!