Luyện nghe bài hát Shadiest One

(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme some of them water and chip's,
(other man)
lock 'em up, nigga, lock 'em,
(man)
hey, look,
get out there,
these niggas ain't sho' ta riz-ayd,
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' rock while up in the back of the
see da was to make a transaction to match
three calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand
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, mirror doin' sixty-five
I seen the state 5 times, swear to god
he make this stop, have 9 lives
nigga
[Man's
you at?
[CJ
nigga
you just tha cash right so we can go's, nigga
I never no
nigga when I'm comin' through his
set us up, get a crew, gun his

Fuck that, I dun dis befo'
after we twist niggas, we gon twist some mo'
(CJ Mac)
nigga havin' a pistal in hand
whatcha paper, you wit some jackets, player
happens
[Chorus: CJ
fuck wit a niggas cash
niggas blast, when it come to
mash, on dat ass
Don't fuck wit a cash
mash, on dat ass
fo' a niggas cash, niggas
[WC second half
(T'is da to be janky falalalala 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 mo crystals back to da liz-ad
to some mo trick-climbin'-blatant-nigga loot [wooh!]
'cause need new shoes and daddy need a coupe
[CJ
Call my nigga, Fred, yo
he set up da
gave his ass ten-thousand, him n' shit
told him 'Shut the up', niggas try sweating
and have to his ass out there, he bound to wetting

Uh huh, two months passed, I his ass trashed out
on his porch, with his dick in his mouth
What the fuck? I know niggas ain't here in L.A.
I went and grabbed the AK n' called my CJ
{[music stops, tone] inside ( )= CJ Mac}
(What's crackin'?) Look it's on wit deez (what?)
Hey CJ I just found this nigga Fred fucked up
(slow down, nigga) on the (Fred?)
Hey nigga it's down
Hey nigga meet me at cho spot, nigga (what?)
that, let's bring these in hea
Fuck niggas!
x2]
[Verse 3: CJ
Goin' 110 on da 110, slow
shit my stomach uptight, ain't right (fuck that)
How da they found where Fred stay
they ain't never out there, hold up, what the fuck?!

CJ, trip, nigga, dey just killed yo bitch
left her bleedin' in the porch wit' in her head
ramshacked the house, took the work and the
[CJ
I see that shit, but why the fuck you so bloody?

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

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

Nigga, lifes a bitch and you die
you get one chance to check, nigga, trust no nigga
shoulda known from the start, ain't no love in my
this 50-50 shit, this is where we depart
[CJ
I'll be if I let this nigga walk wit' 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, I'ma see da bust back, fuck
somehow I managed, ta wit da wicked carriage
ain't no rules to dis shit, we
ain't no love in game, mothafucka, shit happens
x2]
I sorry, nigga
just every dog has his day,
every loc get his
I'll be back at ya, my (ain't no thang)
I can't believe yo ass did some shit like that to me,
it nothin' (hu, hu)
it nothin'
It's down
I'ma get that
on!