Luyện nghe bài hát All Out

Yo, go out to radio stations
The jockeys, college radio
Independent
And promotions team
Anybody who put a up
that passed the word bout harlem world
Anybody kept the buzz goin
that starred in harlem world
And myself m a $ e, stase
Loon, meeno, blinky
combs, cardan
All out

There's a lot of things that on my mine
Lately a lot a fakes crossing the line
Tryin to the track we hit on
Throw it and spit on, flip it, rearrange
Boy, you with danger
Wit the I possess
Got to get it off my
Brutalize fake to get off my stress
Take a to the face
Then I throw on a
I grab the gloves
And take the out his chest
confess
Stress factor still I to
Take it there beware, for disaster
Final chapter, cowards
We gon ya
and where but not why
Y'all already the answer
Cancer and the
Transform to
rip like rounds
Clowns get bust
For now y'all got to play the background
I'm the warning of this rap game it's time for 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 wasn't before I met you
And just you can't walk it
Don't mean you cant 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 the hell I'm wit
So chics can't tell me shit
Come on now, everyone the way
cars better stay
Shots will
Stay alive day
It's no lame in my
We don't aim for
So if I smack you who gon you
You ain't see
My made me somethin
Stase gt glamour misses down gettin riches
And that's word to witness
Any man cross fam get beat up wit the quickness

Yo, let me tell you somethin', I'm of my time
Ain't no damn pellets, is lead in my rhyme
When I spit stuff you know
Get a pen and pad
This one at 62, I'm a spit through ten mo
It kinda like the window, back of the volvo
Cuda, don't tell me nothin if about my ammo
All I did was 2 that was just a demo
from harlem to holly
World to the
People gon hate regardless I feel so
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 rapper
Slash b.i.g. slash
of new york the emperor
Slash head fake slash in the paint you
Slash perimeter air jordan cross you
Slash murphy slash four turn
Slash cardan 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 play a like piccolo
I done did it yo than any cat ya know?
So what you wanna do my team comin thru
thru any crew I gave money to
But though
Y'all cats know don't really know
Harlem world gon be the clique that that willy flow
All rings and things you sing about bring em out
I did things your team won't dream about
Scheme about but really know a thing about
But for the dough I blow any spot you out

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You go to war, what you cock sucker
I out now I got to bust ya
And your men from block told me not to trust ya
I did movies, to groupies, to
For all you out there I'm not ya lover
You look good why I got to touch ya
After that I won't even to hug ya
Honey got pissed off and got her
But word to mother, I break cat into
Cause people don't know all the things I thru
Still a fugitive like and kim woo
Yep the cops me
But if you want me and get me
Turn in nah you got to catch me
Do I got a gun you betta me
Cause I goin in alive you got to wet me

Yo, ya eyes been ya past
Sad but you my wrath
You mad 'cause I'm wit cash
And a don p glass
Try to harm me, I'm your ass
Straight up and down for another half mill in a
I'm willin to blast
I'm still in the
Loungin wit ass
They done found you killed in the
is close I'm orderin a case of mo
At the shark bar wit hoes

Aight hud, hud

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

Yo, mase hop out the blue lex wit two teks
fourteen got about two left
If one vest is you rock two vest
Triple and only in the u.s
I'm from world slash all out dot com
My con if you could pop cris why pop don
Any cat actin ra-ra bet he
Wanna see a hundred
You at my arm
You think I take this to far in my rugar
Put a bullet to far
Have at ya wake scream bout how they knew ya
And ya body in a salt lake out in
So you are good, leave the country
And I where you are
Spain baggage and you yellin 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
can't wait to see the paramedics come to pump me
Why they ot, I'm mostly out the

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