Luyện nghe bài hát All Out

Yo, go out to radio stations
The disc jockeys, college
Independent
And promotions team
who put a sticker up
Anybody that the word bout harlem world
Anybody that kept the buzz
Everybody that in harlem world
And m a $ e, baby stase
Loon, meeno, blink
combs, cardan
All out

There's a lot of things that been on my
Lately a lot a fakes been crossing the
Tryin to take the we hit on
Throw it down and spit on, it, rearrange
Boy, you messin danger
Wit the anger I
Got to get it off my
fake emcees to get off my stress
Take a to the face
Then I on a vest
Then I the gloves
And the bullet out his chest
Must
factor still I have to
Take it there beware, prepare for
chapter, y'all cowards
We gon ya
When and but not why
Y'all know the answer
Cancer and the
to verbs
Nouns rip rounds
Clowns get down
For now cowards got to play the background
I'm the of this rap game it's time for lock down

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God you
The cops to your rescue
I bet you, if it was ma$e he of threat you
I knew you wasn't shit I met you
And just you can't walk it
Don't you cant talk it
My cats got mels to hit, to spit
They low in the volvo the l's get lit
I'm from world
You don't know the I'm wit
So y'all chics can't me shit
Come on now, everyone the way
Under better stay
Shots ricochet
Stay another day
no lame in my staff
We don't aim for
So if I you who gon back you
You ain't see
My home made me
Stase gt misses down south gettin riches
And that's word to witness
Any man cross this fam get beat up wit the

Yo, let me you somethin', I'm ahead of my time
Ain't no pellets, this is lead in my rhyme
I spit this stuff you know
Get a pen and pad
one stop at 62, I'm a spit through ten mo
It like the window, back of the volvo limo
Cuda, don't tell me if ain't about my ammo
All I did was 2 clue's was just a demo
Went harlem to holly
World to the
People gon hate I feel so good
For my ac
Now I'm a sit on my hood
They say b you doin your I say playa I should
I play hard like the rapper
Slash b.i.g. christopher
of new york the emperor
Slash head fake slash in the horse you
Slash perimeter slash air cross you
murphy slash four turn delirious
Slash cardan slash my stuff seriously

[huddy
I'm getting bigger dough minks and figaro's
All my misses know huddy the jigalo
I can get a ho a game like piccolo
I done did it yo any cat didn't ya know?
So what you wanna do my whole team comin
Runnin any crew I gave money to
But though
Y'all cats that know don't really
Harlem gon be the clique that spit that willy flow
All them rings and things you about bring em out
I did things that team won't dream about
Scheme but don't really know a thing about
But for the dough I any spot you slingin out

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You wanna go to war, what you cock
I pulled out now I got to ya
And men from your block told me not to trust ya
I did movies, to groupies, to
For all you girls out there I'm not ya
You look that's why I got to touch ya
After that I even stop to hug ya
got pissed off and got her brother
But word to mother, I that cat into
Cause people know all the things I been thru
Still a like chris and kim woo
Yep the cops me
But if you me come and get me
Turn myself in nah you got to me
Do I got a gun you betta me
Cause I ain't in alive you got to wet me

Yo, ya eyes been revealin ya
Sad but you my wrath
You mad 'cause I'm wit cash
And a don p cylinder
Try to me, I'm killin your ass
Straight up and for another half mill in a stash
I'm appearful to blast
I'm in the bath
chillin wit ass
They done found you killed in the
Case is close I'm orderin a of mo
At the shark bar wit haitian

Aight hud, hud

Y'all case is layin the cut like band-aids
Air runnin out ya mouth while you and ya man

Yo, mase hop out the lex wit about two teks
Spit got about two left
If one is thin you rock two vest
Triple platinum and in the u.s
I'm from world slash all out dot com
My con if you pop cris then why pop don
Any cat actin ra-ra bet he
Wanna see a gran
You at my arm
You think I wanna take to far in my rugar
Put a hollow to far
Have cats at ya wake scream bout how knew ya
And ya in a salt lake out in utah
So you are good, leave the country
And I know you are
Spain baggage claim and you bon swa
You think I'm
Think one go humphrey
Think I'm seven five to hundred gran monthly
Wanna me
Walk in clubs bump me
Wanna tell they dumb chickens how they me
They can't wait to see the paramedics come to me
Why they ot, I'm out the country

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