Luyện nghe bài hát All Out

We all out
(Aite)
We all out
(Aite)
We all out
Watch ya motherfuckin' mouth
(That's right, fuck fag niggaz)
Do it, do it, do it

Come Hell or high water, to slaughter opposers
Just another soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over, as my strap
Back like a cobra, I stay drunk I'm a mad man
Whenever sober, on a one man
My ambition to up the rap game
I pluck holes in niggaz like donuts
And down to die for all my souljas

Like hillbillies, don't fear me
So bringin' war to the city
With each breath, before dishonor
Never let you swallow me, no apologies, honor
A general in war, I'm the first to
With a squad of killers, quick to move shit heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam, sometimes I Hussein
Like fiends frantic for that last vein, stuck in the

I hit the scene like sandstorms, then transform, me
I the figure of dirty niggaz, who all got me
While bitches who shot me
No love, a grudge, shootin' sluggs like Muammar Quadaffi
my friends, build a new posse
We takin' shots at paparazzi, go and fly now, like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to me
Another gay rapper, bustin' to Jay Z

(Buck buck buck buck buck)
And still capture, while y'all caught up in the rapture
after me, I'm in Jamacia sippin' daquiris, no doubt
We used to havin' nothin', then grabbin' somethin' and
Wanted to be the thug nigga, that my old man
I came to a field, cases, litigation
Niggaz hatin', got me crooked in all fifty states
I'm screamin' death row, throw my Westside, no thang
We was off drive-by's, brought up to bang

We mob, M O B if you be specific
We control all cash from Atlantic
And get this, I'm to kill
When I peel this live spot
Father, how the Hell did I survive, these five
Live it up, of it up, and my demons
Late night, them screamin'
We all out

We goin' all out, bomb first till they out
them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if on
Each nigga handle ya own, it on strong

If you got to pay, nigga go all out
playin' with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

I'm on my land sled, walkin' the belly of the beats
Feelin' I'm all out, drunk as can be, it's plain' to see
we mobb niggaz hidin' in bushes claimin' that they ride rough
But they soft as they cushion, they softer than
In the way, drownin' in blood, outlawz my blood brothers
I'd die for these thuggs, say hi to this
It's a how some niggaz on the west coast
Was with Pac, but when he died, they went pop

I'm on the Jers to the fullest, some west coast love
But Pac stopped rappin', it ain't no west coast thug
Just westcoast To my real niggaz stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay Z be Kool-Aid through they vein's
Is it true what I'm sayin'? your soft ass to the floor
And watch my fo-fo put holes through your door
I ride or die, but other fag niggaz be bitin' this
It's all from my heart when I was this, all out

We goin' all out, bomb first they fall out
Take them the war route, a doubt
Ball, which means we all if it's on
Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on

If you got to pay, nigga go all out
playin' with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you go all out

Now, we all ride and to die, who wit us?
Speak up, or get like you comin' to kill us
nothin' but squealers, in this rap game, swearin' they rough
Tattooed up, and now them niggaz swearin' Pac
Stop that, and watch ya back, we forgot 'bout cha
These glocks hot, and shot, it'll bring the bitch up out cha
It's me, Kastro with the goattee, walkin' a OG
'Cause all fag motherfuckers owe me

I pray to the thug Lord, like that motherfuckers
Frontline soulja, till the Heavens me
I go all out, and if you real, you
Feel I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause this game is ill
I live it, fruit, shoot, 'till they feel it
Livin' proof, Pac breed niggaz, can't deal wit
Holla back, right back, and watch ya
Or get blood in it, what, we all out, nigga

We goin' all out, first till they fall out
them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which we all ride if it's on
Each nigga ya own, bring it on strong

If you got bills to pay, go all out
Bustas with ya peeps, betta go all out
see the next day, nigga go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you go all out

We goin' all out, bomb first till fall out
Take the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on

If you got bills to pay, go all out
Bustas with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the day, nigga go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

Fool, you go all out
goin' all out
All my goin' all out
Without a muthafuckin'

Ey, you niggaz gon think that you gon be uhh
Talkin' and slippin' on all of these motherfuckin'
And we gon say shit, now it's 1999
a different grin'd, don't disrespect the Don
It's still war