Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Jay! Fuck that, this is it right 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 or a bad duck
T with the matchin' bandanna
38-snub blue steel 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, off Corona's and lemon
And you know I'm writin' the mean, lightin' the green

I need to boogie, even though I look, in the beam
Judge find out my team, he boost they bails
Niggaz us on they album, try to boost they sales
We put our pies on the and our eyes on a label

'Cause them rednecks up in the 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 so I'm able to skip

Usually a nigga, even 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 is my bet, a Z-bull's 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 Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline 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? Tuck in chains
I got niggaz my pop's age lifestyle ain't changed
It's like up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheik, go fuck a hoe

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

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

Aiyyo, catch me a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' shells
Order to go, got a box of L's
Blow, on the low, get a Heine' and swig

I'm Pinero, so I a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop shit 'cause I'm the second best, the was B.I.G.
niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to play and I swing the revolver

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

L.O.X. get respect like Sonny from Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz to die?
I tell all my 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 Smith numbers
by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this become us

It started from hunger, till it all went
Now bitches notice the chains now that I hit my
The I twisted see the digits unlisted
The beeper done changed, you bitch, the Reaper done came

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

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

Nigga flows like none other, I'm the
Don Dada, the gun butcher
You the type that bust a lot of shots and none ya
I'm the that get excited, when the gun touch ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz 'bout to a dynasty like no other

I'm headed fast run in the place, gat in my waist
Niggaz wanted a taste, but come to my face
So that mean? You cats is playin' games again
So now what I do? Start namin' names again,

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

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