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 might see me in a Jag
Mad stuck, either a dime or a bad duck
Double-R T the matchin' bandanna
38-snub blue steel with no

And I see y'all niggaz to glance at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around your whole advance on my wrist
your women, drunk off Corona's and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean, the green

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

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

Usually a good nigga, even though I'm to flip
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, a 100 for The L.O.X.
And if we cool, I write a hook 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 my gun bust, send niggaz to the fish like Swanson
New York's Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline beds
And warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully

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

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

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

Aiyyo, catch me with a thirty-eight, box and
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' pasta
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 'cause I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to 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 goin' legit
You hold your nine if you holdin' a
sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent

L.O.X. get respect like from 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz to die?
I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave a dime, motherfucker

I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters, wake up and spit
Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will numbers
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, bitches us
Tryin' not to let bullshit become us

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

I suggest niggaz speakin' my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the
I keep creepin', streets keep watchin', I keep
Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is

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

Nigga flows like other, I'm the meanest
Don Dada, the gun butcher
You the type that bust a lot of shots and touch ya
I'm the type get excited, when the gun touch ya motherfuckers
Y'all niggaz 'bout to witness a like no other

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

All you motherfuckers know, that I from the heart
Play like you don't know, L.O.X. is gon'
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get more niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' with like 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 when it's smothered, what?
'It's Dark,' and I love it, get him boy, let him loose,
You want it the dog? Get a gun, let him shoot, c'mon