Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, some of them water and chip's, shit
(other man)
'em up, nigga, lock 'em, bullshit
(man)
hey, look,
get out there,
these niggas ain't 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 out-a-town
got me watchin' up on my back and
packin'
who ever dem fools would catch on
and we was rock while up in the back of the broll
see da plan was to a transaction to match
three calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand
you know da deal, nigga you know da
dub C and C Mac tha money 'n run
[CJ
We gettin' close, hot as
burnin' up in his
two pace, mirror doin' sixty-five
I seen the patrol 5 times, swear 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 never no
nigga when I'm comin' through his
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 havin' a pistal in hand
paper, you fuckin' wit some jackets, player
shit
CJ Mac]
Don't fuck wit a niggas
niggas blast, when it to cash
mash, on dat ass
Don't fuck wit a cash
mash, on dat ass
fo' a niggas cash, blast
[WC half overlaps]
(T'is da to be janky falalalala lalalala)
[Verse 2: CJ
Hits J, sit straight, dey ain't check
suitcase, jit
we ain't to count 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
some mo crystals back to da liz-ad
to make some mo trick-climbin'-blatant-nigga [wooh!]
'cause baby new shoes and daddy need 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 months passed, I his ass trashed out
castrated on his porch, with his dick in his
What the fuck? I know niggas ain't here in L.A.
I and grabbed the AK n' called my nigga CJ
stops, dial tone] inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) Look on wit deez niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just found this nigga Fred up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga goin' down
Hey nigga meet me at cho spot, nigga (what?)
Fuck that, let's bring in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
Goin' 110 on da 110, exit
shit my stomach uptight, ain't right (fuck that)
How da fuck they found Fred stay
they ain't never been out there, up, what the fuck?!

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

They took the hundred thousand we stole two mo' (right, right)
and if I know that nigga Bo he checked a in mo
[CJ
Bo, nigga, who parted the game
you didn't know that name!
first you found Fred dead, 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 dumpin' back
continue}

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