Luyện nghe bài hát Blackin' Out

[Intro: Lil Wayne + DJ
Six
Aye, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Six nigga, Dedication 6,
Six nigga, six nigga, Dedication 6,
Six nigga, nigga, sick, six shit, nigga
Just because y'all oh so patiently!

1: Euro + Lil Wayne]
I hear y'all new shit and I (I cringe)
Your girlfriend me and my friends (My friends)
If we hit it, oui is not French (Not French)
I'm anti-social, my tints (My tints)
We E11even, at 11 AM (Yeah)
Raw full of peace, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
We all wavy, I'm just sort of on a wavelength (Yeah)
See they more like superstars, I'm like Super Saiyans
Bein' the ever is my destiny still
Since a child I focused on my Kelly, Bey, and (Okay)
Sittin' back, head from Mademoiselle
Tryna' put ghetto kid with a dream in my will
Dedicated to you for the 6th time, it on the 5th one
Now say I'm big time
While them niggas skipped lunch, I learned how to lines
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get
Used to fuck Sega, my uncle had a pager (chirp!)
I knew this drug kingpin that to run for Mayor (skrt!)
Posted on the blocks, talkin' player-player
If she bad then I upgrade her, get her data
They tryna' build a wall, man my dogs gon' that shit
And underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
We in the game, but we don't play shit
Cover your before they take that shit

[Verse 2: Lil
Right nigga, nigga
Dope nigga, ill
Rich nigga, nigga
House bigga', bigga'
nigga, Hill nigga
Lit nigga, nigga
Racks nigga, bigga'
Shaq bigga', lil
Facts nigga, nigga
Tax nigga, still
Coke-on-coke,
Slopes, hills, nigga
Joke, No, nigga
Clip bigga', quick
strippers, I ain't into stick figures
Mixed
O.J. the brick
Nigga runnin' through the
Nigga, O.J. on my
Nigga, that's Sunny
Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, shinin' some pearly whites
Nigga, from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
Nigga bought a lot of art, and I a lot to snort, hey
Beat around a bush, right after we beat the case
Talking 'bout a war, that's a convo at the bar,
Drugs in the Broncos, start the mothafuckin' horse
I take off from Earth and take your up into MySpace
I her keep her mouth shut
If not I got some tape
Got to keep the lock
to the Safelock
The shelves fall, the shake
It it do the James Brown
I still the same crown
Light-skin or
I still her right down
Hit her with the bomb
Some niggas like to fight
Some like to fight fair
Some got the right time
You ask him, he say "Time'll tell"
Some think they're icons
Some bitches think I care
Some niggas got a
Some niggas had a
Some niggas really
I'm out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, hair
Lyin'
like "Aww, yeah"
Lawn
right off the Con-Air
And on a timeshare
I wear Versace
like top shelf
Cool as two Ls and Rock
Hot as

[Outro: Lil
Blackin' out, out, we on the drugs
Blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, out
All the guns, blackin' out, out, black-black-blackin' out
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, out (Bow!)
Yeah, blackin' out, out, we on the drugs
Blackin' out, blackin' out, out, blackin' out
All the guns, blackin' out, blackin' out, out
On the run, actin' out, out, actin' out
That's some shit