Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme some of water and chip's, shit
(other man)
lock 'em up, nigga, lock 'em,
(man)
hey, look,
get out there,
these niggas sho' ta riz-ayd, right
we get in and get out
(other man)
we on a roll,
[continues,
1: WC]
I'ma it down, now
wit deez out-a-town niggas
got me watchin' up on my and strappin'
pistol
who ever thought dem fools would on
and we was sellin' rock while up in the back of the
see da plan was to make a to match
three calos, for under the zone, a thousand cash
you da deal, nigga you know da outcome
dub C and C Mac take tha 'n run
[CJ
We close, hot as fuck
up in his drive
two pace, mirror doin' sixty-five
I seen the state patrol 5 times, to god
he make this stop, better 9 lives
speak
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
nigga
you just have tha cash so we can go's, nigga
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 some mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town havin' a pistal in hand
whatcha paper, you wit some jackets, player
shit
[Chorus: CJ
Don't wit a niggas cash
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 second overlaps]
(T'is da season to be janky lalalala)
2: CJ Mac]
Hits J, sit straight, dey ain't even
suitcase, jit
we ain't stop to count da cash,
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was straight heata

fake twista, took her ass to da piz-ad
sent mo crystals back to da liz-ad
to make mo trick-climbin'-blatant-nigga loot [wooh!]
'cause baby need new shoes and daddy need a
[CJ
my nigga, Fred, yo friend
he set up da
gave his ass ten-thousand, thanked him n'
told him 'Shut the fuck up', niggas try
and have to take his ass out there, he to wetting

Uh huh, two months passed, I his ass trashed out
castrated on his porch, with his in his mouth
What the fuck? I know these niggas here in L.A.
I went and the AK n' called my nigga CJ
{[music stops, tone] inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) it's on wit deez niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just this nigga Fred fucked up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga it's goin'
Hey nigga me at cho bitch spot, nigga (what?)
Fuck that, let's bring in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
110 on da 110, exit slow
shit my stomach uptight, sumthin' ain't (fuck that)
How da fuck they found Fred stay
they ain't never out there, hold 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 shit, but why the fuck you so bloody?

They the hundred thousand we stole plus two mo' (right, right)
and if I know nigga Bo he checked a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who parted the
you didn't know that name!
first you Fred dead, then you found my bitch wit her wig split
nigga I ain't stupid, you did that

Motherfucka shot me in my
reached for my strap, and dumpin' back
{gunshots

Nigga, lifes a and then you die
you only get one chance to check, nigga, no nigga
shoulda from the start, ain't no love in my heart
fuck this shit, this is where we depart
[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
somehow I managed, ta raise wit da wicked
no rules to dis shit, we jackers
ain't no love in this game, mothafucka, shit
x2]
I sorry, nigga
just every dog has his day,
loc get his nights
I'll be at ya, my nigga (ain't no thang)
I can't believe yo ass did some like that to me, nigga
it nothin' (hu, hu)
it ain't
It's goin'
I'ma get motherfucker
on!