Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme some of water and chip's, shit
(other man)
lock 'em up, nigga, lock 'em,
(man)
hey, look,
get out there,
these niggas ain't ta riz-ayd, right
we get in and get out
(other man)
we on a roll,
[continues,
1: WC]
I'ma it down, now
fuckin' wit deez niggas
got me watchin' up on my back and
packin'
who ever dem fools would catch on
and we was sellin' while up in the back of the broll
see da plan was to make a transaction to
three calos, for under the zone, a hundred cash
you know da deal, nigga you da outcome
dub C and C Mac take tha 'n run
[CJ
We gettin' close, hot as
burnin' up in his
two pace, checkin' doin' sixty-five
I seen the state 5 times, swear to god
he make this stop, have 9 lives
speak
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
Close
you just have tha cash right so we can go's,
I never no
nigga I'm comin' through his town
set us up, get a crew, gun his

Fuck that, I dun dis shit
after we deez niggas, we gon twist some mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town nigga havin' a pistal in
whatcha paper, you fuckin' wit some jackets,
shit
CJ Mac]
Don't wit a niggas cash
niggas blast, it come to cash
mash, on dat ass
Don't wit a niggas cash
mash, on dat ass
fo' a niggas cash, niggas
[WC half overlaps]
(T'is da season to be janky lalalala)
[Verse 2: CJ
Hits J, sit straight, dey even check
suitcase, jit
we ain't stop to count da cash,
shit, nigga, I
It was two a dem gas cans, was fulla straight

fake twista, took her ass to da piz-ad
sent some mo crystals back to da
to make some mo loot [wooh!]
'cause baby new shoes and daddy need a coupe
[CJ
my nigga, Fred, yo friend
he set up da
gave his ass ten-thousand, him n' shit
told him 'Shut the fuck up', niggas try
and have to take his ass out there, he to wetting

Uh huh, two passed, I found his ass trashed out
castrated on his porch, with his in his mouth
What the fuck? I know these niggas here in L.A.
I went and grabbed the AK n' called my CJ
{[music stops, tone] inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) it's on wit deez niggas (what?)
Hey CJ nigga I just found this nigga Fred up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga it's down
Hey nigga meet me at cho spot, nigga (what?)
Fuck that, let's these in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
Goin' 110 on da 110, slow
my stomach uptight, sumthin' ain't right (fuck that)
How da fuck they found Fred stay
they ain't been out there, hold up, what the fuck?!

CJ, don't trip, nigga, dey killed yo bitch
left her bleedin' in the wit' screwdriver's in her head
ramshacked the house, took the work and the
[CJ
I could see that shit, but why the you so bloody?

They took the hundred we stole plus two mo' (right, right)
and if I that nigga Bo he checked a in mo {motel}
[CJ
Bo, hard nigga, who parted the
you didn't know motherfuckas name!
first you Fred dead, then you found my bitch wit her wig split
nigga I stupid, you did that shit

Motherfucka shot me in my
for my strap, and started dumpin' back
{gunshots

Nigga, a bitch and then you die
you only get one chance to check, nigga, trust no
shoulda from the start, ain't no love in my heart
fuck this shit, this is where we depart
[CJ
I'll be damned if I let this nigga walk da dough
my hoe, boy, kill my hoe?
Five, fo' rounds, hit him twice, hit him in his
see me blood,
eat slugs!
{gunshots

On my knees, see da bust back, fuck that
somehow I managed, ta raise wit da carriage
ain't no to dis shit, we jackers
no love in this game, mothafucka, shit happens
x2]
I sorry, nigga
like every dog has his day,
every loc get his
be back at ya, my nigga (ain't no thang)
I can't yo ass did some shit like that to me, nigga
it ain't (hu, hu)
it ain't
goin' down
I'ma get that
on!