Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

Bout to these niggaz man
Don't come in my motherfucker
and the DOG, motherfucker!
Ha!

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

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

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

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

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

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

My nigga Sen's rolling again, remember
we rocked shows, battling foes, the been long
Strong with the styles, you ain't to win
Like blood pouring out of the pen, the ink
chance if it gets in your brain, the hot flash
got you heated repeated attacks over the tracks
Smack niggas up, back niggas up, hack up
Jack up, hanging the wack niggas up
effect, we rolling the city limits
Crushing the niggas with all the gimmicks

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

fool!