Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

Bout to mash niggaz man
Don't come in my backyard
and the DOG, motherfucker!
Ha!

Here we go y'all, that's the nigga dog
Lunatic smokin loops, loose in sector
Got my eye on em, on the
like a bone to a dog, yea you know I have it
Anywhere you get it shit, and grab it
Turn stares to your face and I jab it
you, like one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, like a hillbilly hunting a
niggaz up like Muggs on the wheels
for reals, steel
heads to bed from the choke of a headlock
Fading bald heads to perms, dreadlocks
Boy! Rudebwoy me style
I can get foul or wild, or just for a while

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

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

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em
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
(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 fall

(Peek-a-Boo, you you!)

I'ma that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'ma all junk with the suicide clunk
Ain't came my way, talking bout
the Westside of L.A., so
punk-ass click you claim, you keep bumping that
and elevate your frame, cause I that
big-time, asshole, studio
Worth a lot of shit, but that's not the main

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

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

fool!