Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Jay! Fuck that, this is it right baby!
You what it is

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

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

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

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

Usually a good nigga, even though I'm to flip
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, a 100 for The L.O.X.
And if we cool, then I write a hook for a
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a my pet
And you can bet get the legs and the neck

Aiyyo, yo when my gun bust, send niggaz to the fish like
New York's Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's
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, check with Sheik, go with a hoe

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

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

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

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

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

L.O.X. get respect like Sonny 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz eager to
I tell all my niggaz ride, you leave with a dime, motherfucker

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

niggaz, best to stop playin', it'll be the ones you forgotten about
That'll get you shot in your mouth, got my dogs
it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered, what?
'It's Dark,' and I it, get him boy, let him loose, c'mon
You want it with the dog? Get a gun, let him shoot,