Luyện nghe bài hát All Out

Yo, this go out to radio
The disc jockeys, radio
Independent
And street team
Anybody who put a up
Anybody that passed the word harlem world
that kept the buzz goin
Everybody that starred in harlem
And m a $ e, baby stase
Loon, meeno, blink
Huddy combs,
All out

There's a lot of things that on my mine
Lately a lot a fakes been the line
Tryin to the track we hit on
Throw it down and on, flip it, rearrange
Boy, you messin with
Wit the I possess
Got to get it off my
fake emcees to get off my stress
Take a to the face
I throw on a vest
Then I grab the
And take the out his chest
confess
Stress still I have to
Take it beware, prepare for disaster
chapter, y'all cowards
We gon ya
When and but not why
Y'all know the answer
Cancer and the
Transform to
rip like 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 came to rescue
I bet you, if it was he would of threat you
I knew you shit before I met you
And just because you walk it
Don't mean you talk it
My got mels to hit, shells to spit
They low in the while the l's get lit
I'm harlem world
You know the hell I'm wit
So y'all chics tell me shit
Come on now, everyone the way
cars better stay
Shots will
Stay another day
It's no in my staff
We aim for cats
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 jehovah
Any man this fam get beat up wit the quickness

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

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

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You wanna go to war, what you sucker
I pulled out now I got to ya
And your men from your block told me not to ya
I did movies, to groupies, to
For all you girls out I'm not ya lover
You look good why I got to touch ya
that I won't even stop to hug ya
Honey got pissed off and got her
But word to mother, I that cat into
Cause people don't know all the things I thru
a fugitive like chris and kim woo
Yep the disrespect 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 been revealin ya past
Sad but you my wrath
You mad I'm dealin wit cash
And a don p glass
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 still in the
chillin wit ass
They done found you killed in the
Case is close I'm a case of mo
At the shark bar wit haitian

Aight hud, hud

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

Yo, mase hop out the blue lex wit two teks
Spit got about two left
If one is thin you rock two vest
Triple and only in the u.s
I'm harlem 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 hundred
You at my arm
You I wanna take this to far in my rugar
Put a bullet to far
cats at ya wake scream bout how they knew ya
And ya body in a salt out in utah
So you are feel good, the country
And I where you are
Spain baggage and you yellin bon swa
You I'm comfy
Think one go humphrey
Think I'm seven five make to gran monthly
lump me
Walk in clubs they 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 mostly out the

All out