Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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 I'm still 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 boost they
Niggaz throw us on they album, try to boost sales
We put our on the table and our eyes on a label

'Cause them up in the mountains'll try to slay you
They call me Raspy, tell you what I you to know
what 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, 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 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 York's youngest Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of gasoline 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 rightfully mine

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

I rock a waist length mink, do-rag under my
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be new
That's Sheik in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with
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 same goal, and you try an' with mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with some in your spine
Fuck with me you be a was nigga, nigga was
Nigga was money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?

Aiyyo, catch me with a thirty-eight, box and
In a Lincoln eatin' pasta 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 'cause I'm the best, the first was B.I.G.
niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to your 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 your nine if you a brick
Common sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get

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

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

It started hunger, till it all went insane
Now bitches notice the chains now that I hit my
The chickens I see the digits unlisted
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', keep watchin', I keep poppin'
Niggaz is hot heads and the 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

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

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

All you motherfuckers know, that I speak 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' with like niggaz, aight

Y'all niggaz, best to stop playin', it'll be the 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 it, get him boy, let him loose, c'mon
You want it with the Get a gun, let him shoot, c'mon