Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

Yo, I used to have bad luck, now you might see me in a Jag
Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad
Double-R T with the bandanna
38-snub blue steel with no

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

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

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

Usually a good nigga, even I'm able 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 he'll get the and the neck

Aiyyo, yo when my gun bust, send niggaz to the like Swanson
New youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline beds
And that's warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's
Now I suggest you hit the and get what's rightfully mine

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

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

I put thirty in your head, all in the same
'Cause we got the goal, and you try an' tamper with mine?
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' pasta
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 shit 'cause I'm the second best, the was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is son-ned out, let me to your father
'Cause I like to chess and I swing the revolver

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

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

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

It started from hunger, it all went insane
Now notice the chains 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 stop speakin' my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can feel the heat in the rain
I keep creepin', streets watchin', I keep poppin'
Niggaz is hot heads and the is heat-seekin'

Jay flow for pesos, hoes not
I just 'round the block in a drop
Tell them jump the top
Where the sun roof used to be, I could see y'all not 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 none ya
I'm the type that get excited, the gun touch ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz 'bout to witness a dynasty no other

I'm headed fast run in the place, gat in my waist
Niggaz wanted a taste, but wouldn't to my face
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
Play like you don't know, L.O.X. is gon'
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get some niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' like four niggaz, aight

Y'all niggaz, best to stop playin', it'll be the ones you forgotten
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 love it, get him boy, let him loose,
You want it with the dog? Get a gun, let him shoot,