Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

Bout to these niggaz man
Don't come in my backyard
and the DOG, motherfucker!
Ha!

we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog
Lunatic smokin loops, in your sector
Got my eye on em, on the
like a bone to a dog, yea you I gotta have it
Anywhere you get it shit, and grab it
Turn stares to your face and I jab it
Drop you, one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, like a hillbilly hunting a
niggaz up like Muggs on the wheels
for reals, penitentiary
Pull heads to bed from the choke of a
Fading bald heads to perms, even
Boy! with me style
I can get foul or wild, or cool for a while

(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the shit, bang em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall

look punk, every way you get shook
To the pawn, out the rook, off of the book
Lights get tooken, taken you for
You can't breathe, no need to up and see me
The last hope, when you you call whoever
For the hype shit, you call the Hill, put it
this game, bringing the same, raw shit
Over the hills, through the city we equipped
to the letter, keeping your down low
What I reveal, the good shit to all souls
you roll late night, you tripping, my game's tight
To the new shit I bring, never the hype
so push that shit off, get up, let off
No how much blood you spit up
You could be, fucking with Greenthumb
The specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung
We hit hard, breaking your guard, you tell
the bells ring, busting your shell, the pawn fell

(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the shit, bang em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em whenever want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the fall

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'ma kill all junk the suicide clunk
Ain't nobody came my way, bout
the Westside of L.A., so
punk-ass click you claim, you keep that shit
and elevate your frame, cause I want
big-time, asshole, studio
a lot of shit, but that's not the main factor

My nigga Sen's again, remember when
we rocked shows, foes, the time's been long
Strong with the styles, you hear to win
Like blood pouring out of the pen, the ink
Slim if it gets in your brain, the hot flash
got you heated with repeated attacks the tracks
niggas up, back niggas up, hack niggas up
Jack niggas up, the wack niggas up
effect, we rolling the city limits
Crushing the bitch-ass with all the gimmicks

(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em whenever want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall

fool!