Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Jay! that, this is it right here baby!
You know it is

Yo, I used to have bad luck, now you see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad
Double-R T with the bandanna
38-snub blue with no hammer

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

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

'Cause them up in the mountains'll try to slay you
call me Raspy, tell you what I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't, want me to
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to

Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, a 100 for The L.O.X.
And if we cool, then I write a 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 to the fish like Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all
Sheik Luc', of nigga 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 what's mine

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

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

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

Aiyyo, me with a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' shells
Order to go, 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.
Y'all niggaz is out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to play and I swing the revolver

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

L.O.X. get like Sonny from 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder
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 whole winters, wake up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will Smith
by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let bullshit become us

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

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

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

Nigga flows like 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 that get excited, when the gun touch ya
Y'all 'bout to witness a dynasty like no other

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

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

Y'all niggaz, to stop playin', it'll be the ones you forgotten about
get you shot in your mouth, got my dogs covered
Plus it's all gravy like chicken it's smothered, what?
Dark,' and I love it, get him boy, let him loose, c'mon
You want it with the Get a gun, let him shoot, c'mon