Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 beds
And warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's mine

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

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

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

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

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

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

L.O.X. get respect like Sonny from 'Bronx
Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder
to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die?
I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't with a dime, motherfucker

I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters, wake up and summers
Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will Smith
by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit us

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

I suggest niggaz speakin' my name
trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
I keep creepin', streets keep watchin', I keep
Niggaz is hot and the bullets is heat-seekin'

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

Nigga like none other, I'm the meanest
Don Dada, the gun butcher
You the type that a lot of shots and none touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz 'bout to witness a like no other

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

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

Y'all niggaz, best to stop playin', be the ones you forgotten about
That'll get you shot in your mouth, got my dogs
Plus it's all gravy like 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