Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

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

Here we go y'all, that's the nigga dog
Lunatic loops, loose in your sector
Got my eye on em, on the
like a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta it
Anywhere you get it shit, and grab it
Turn around to your face and I jab it
Drop you, one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, a hillbilly hunting a rabbit
Cuttin niggaz up Muggs on the wheels
for reals, penitentiary
Pull heads to bed the choke of a headlock
Fading bald heads to perms, dreadlocks
Boy! Rudebwoy me style
I can get foul or wild, or just for a while

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

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

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

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

I'ma that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'ma kill all junk with the suicide
Ain't nobody my way, talking 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, gangsta
Worth a lot of shit, but that's not the factor

My nigga Sen's again, remember when
we rocked shows, battling foes, the time's been
with the styles, you ain't hear to win
Like blood out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in brain, the hot flash
got you heated with repeated attacks over the
Smack niggas up, niggas up, hack niggas up
niggas up, hanging the wack niggas up
Snowball effect, we rolling the city
the bitch-ass niggas with all the gimmicks

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

fool!