Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

Bout to these niggaz man
come in my backyard motherfucker
and the DOG, motherfucker!
Ha!

Here we go y'all, that's the head dog
Lunatic loops, loose in your sector
Got my eye on em, on the
like a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta it
you get it shit, and I'ma grab it
Turn around to your face and I jab it
Drop you, like one of those ill bad
Hunt you, like a hillbilly a rabbit
Cuttin niggaz up like on the wheels
for reals, penitentiary
Pull heads to bed from the of a headlock
Fading heads to perms, even dreadlocks
Boy! Rudebwoy with me
I can get or wild, or just cool for a while

(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em whenever you/he to try
to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the fall
(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
Got the live shit, bang em whenever you/he to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns

Look look punk, every way you get
To the pawn, out the rook, off of the book
get tooken, taken you for Satan
You breathe, no need to look up and see me
The last hope, when you mellow you call
For the shit, you call the Hill, put it together
Running this game, bringing the same, raw
Over the hills, through the we come equipped
to the letter, your temperature down low
What I reveal, the good to heal all souls
Making you roll late night, you tripping, my game's
To the new I bring, never the same hype
so push that shit off, get up, let off
No how much blood you spit up
You could never be, with Greenthumb
The outcome's specific, you it, collapsed lung
We hit hard, breaking guard, you can't tell
when the bells ring, busting your shell, the fell

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
Got the live shit, em whenever you/he want to try
to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the fall

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

I'ma that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'ma kill all junk with the clunk
Ain't nobody came my way, talking
the of L.A., so whatever
punk-ass click you claim, you bumping that shit
and elevate frame, cause I want that
big-time, asshole, gangsta
Worth a lot of shit, but not the main factor

My nigga Sen's rolling again, remember
we rocked shows, battling foes, the been long
Strong with the styles, you ain't to win
Like blood out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim if it gets in your brain, the hot flash
got you heated with attacks over the tracks
Smack niggas up, back niggas up, hack up
Jack up, hanging the wack niggas up
Snowball effect, we rolling the city
Crushing the niggas with all the gimmicks

(Checkmate fool!) em high
Got the live shit, bang em whenever want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the fall
(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
Got the live shit, bang em whenever you/he to try
to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns

fool!