Luyện nghe bài hát Against All Odds

Aiyo, balls pencils
As hollow get in you
Bots to slice your face you
Rhymes is
Hold two lives and wives
Up in the capsule
Flipmode cruddy styles has been you
Rush

You touch cash
If it was under nose
Like a
Nigga, ass!
Show your cheek
with no heat
Diamonds that break
You is so sweet

I float so much I get
is the squad who I beez with
Who I get plucks
And German V's with
Rampage I'm psychic I can see
To the next millennium, you not be shit
Scratch your name off the list, cut wrist
You the issue, I'm official
When you die none of your is really gon' miss you

Squad
Here to drop
Against all
Still Gods
Grip arm
We always hard
The is ours
a National Guard

we go
Any that rhyme wanna flex she ass
I'm stomping all things like I'm
Niggas make way like when they sirens
you like park and too close to fire hydrants
All up in the board kicking long islands
Get your wig split solid defiance
Rah, Earth and Sun in this imperial
You do the

I'm getting money shitting, turn into vixens
Fall off beeper uh uh stay getting
Dirty nigga for life, that's how living
Throwing niggas in caskets, of a yellow ribbons
I buck my if you touch my one
Rather Jamaican than belly boy you people for fun
Fat man's son, educated
The colonel of jurors, still thug related

Flipmode
Here to bombs
all odds
Still remain
Grip arm
We always come
The world is
a National Guard

We enemies of three strike laws
dicking K Y Jelly for whores
Lapdances trap grands laws
My baby Moms, eighty for your arms
bust with loud force
The ghetto with us, that Makaveli in trucks
That whatever the to give a cheddar in chunks
Who gazey chase fake thugs lazy aid
Track marks, rap stars and a of AIDS

Yo, what you want from us now visualize of us
Stay under my given flavor from Nauticas
Destroy every arch or any challenger
you remember this day, nigga mark it on your calendar
I'm showing you something you ain't saying
My niggas make noise a bunch of volcanoes erupting
None of niggas really wanna war
The type of to crash my plane in your building
In the of the law

Squad
Here to bombs
all odds
Still Gods
your arm
We always come
The world is
Call a National