Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

What it is the king in the buildin'
Still and building, still rappin' to children
Jeopardizin' ya deals, buyin' ya wheels
Like its back when we was lil' and its time to kill

Quick displayin' ya skills, way ya bills
Spend a day in the field so how you sayin' you
Niggaz could never live how I live, you aint
My urban, never met me in person

Just my bread suburban, in a red
On 24s, 20 hoes head, Im swervin'
Fuck piss they pants, scared and nervous
Im shell-shocked, black out like I been in the

Clean cut and reserved, but I tote George
The closest thang you hoes to picture perfect
Your gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop
dream I stopped fo I seen the top, nigga

Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

I the beats like the streets, on 'em, I do what I want to
I aint gotta confront you, Ill kill you if I to
Roam amongst monsters, kill and front you
That lil' swearin' he bad, eat him for lunch too

Fuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you
Sucker punch aan one of you
I was bein' nice at now Im runnin' through niggaz
Whole crews, not just one or two

'Cuz you ain't representin' the south, you embarassin'
See you on TV in New York, them niggaz at us
The reason why DJs didnt have a clue I was
Now a days, not playin' my records well, its hazardous

All cussin', fussin', loud discussions out of my character
Bustin' these melons and threatnin' all of they managers
P S C is Atlanta, so how you playin' and
Gorillaz wit bananaz, without and banishin'

King of the south, it was said then
a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in
On the low, deal a mil, I aint done, come
dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin' in pimp

Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

Comin' from the terror dome
Shinin' lights on niggaz who got skirts on tight wit mascara on
All I have ever known, is 28 in the
Give me a day and gone, a brick of yay and its on

You have never known, me to run less Im gunnin' at niggaz
And runnin' 'em out the own
Every story got a side to it
And ya aint shit less the click ride to it

And Im gonna show you how the do it
In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Valley
crack in every alley, sellin' crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry
Every Kim, Sue, and Sally, I tally up

A big enough knot to buy me a
So then my pistols and my patnaz all that I got
Im not, at all, Im sprayin' 'em all
Still 'em down to size if they say that Im small man

Pussy cats worry ya dawg
Throwin' stones at the throne, Im a ya all man
Know ya faggot hate that Im ballin'
Makin' 30k a day and it all at the mall

And man I relate to what you rap on stage
Nigga 'cuz I been sellin' yay since I was bow wows age
Hear my daddy and talkin' to me from the grave
And all sayin' is young nigga get paid

Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you

Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you