Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

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

'Cause them rednecks up in the try to slay you
They call me Raspy, tell you 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 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 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 youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline beds
And that's warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get rightfully mine

I PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggaz my pop's age that lifestyle changed
It's wake up, move a brick, half of it slow
car money, check with Sheik, go fuck with a hoe

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

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

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

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 to your father
'Cause I like to play chess and I the revolver

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

L.O.X. get respect like from 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all eager 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 Smith
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, among us
Tryin' not to let bullshit become us

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y'all niggaz, best to stop playin', be the ones you forgotten about
That'll get you shot in your mouth, got my covered
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,