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 dime or a bad
Double-R T the matchin' bandanna
38-snub blue steel no hammer

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

I need to boogie, even though I look, right in the
Judge find out 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 them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to you
They call me Raspy, tell you I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't, me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm to skip

a good 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 bank is my bet, a my pet
And you can bet get the legs and the neck

Aiyyo, yo when my gun bust, send 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 that's warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's
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 ain't changed
like wake up, move 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 club 'cause I fuck with shoes
And for my nigga's life, I to the Bible, let it be told

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

Aiyyo, me with a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' pasta
to go, always 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 best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to play chess and I the revolver

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

L.O.X. get respect like from 'Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff cartel
Thirsty to live, are niggaz eager to die?
I tell all my ride, you won't leave with 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 this bullshit us

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

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

Jay flow for pesos, chase not
I just circle 'round the block in a
them jump through the top
Where the sun roof used to be, I could see y'all not 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 touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch ya
Y'all niggaz 'bout to witness a dynasty no other

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

All you motherfuckers know, that I speak from the
Play like you know, L.O.X. is gon' bark
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get more niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin' with like four niggaz,

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