Luyện nghe bài hát All Out

Yo, this go out to radio
The disc jockeys, radio
market
And promotions street
who put a sticker up
Anybody that passed the bout harlem world
Anybody that the buzz goin
Everybody that starred in world
And m a $ e, baby stase
Loon, meeno, blinky
combs, cardan
All out

There's a lot of things been on my mine
Lately a lot a fakes been crossing the
to take the track we hit on
Throw it down and spit on, flip it,
Boy, you messin danger
Wit the I possess
Got to get it off my
Brutalize emcees to get off my stress
Take a pellet to the
Then I on a vest
I grab the gloves
And the bullet out his chest
Must
factor still I have to
Take it beware, prepare for disaster
Final chapter, y'all
We gon ya
and where but not why
Y'all already the answer
Cancer and the
to verbs
Nouns rip like
get bust down
For now y'all cowards got to the background
I'm the warning of this rap game it's time for 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 before I met you
And just because you walk it
mean you cant talk it
My got mels to hit, shells to spit
low in the volvo while the l's get lit
I'm harlem world
You don't the hell I'm wit
So y'all chics can't me shit
on now, everyone clear the way
Under better stay
Shots will
Stay alive day
It's no lame in my
We aim for cats
So if I smack you who gon you
You ain't see
My home me somethin
Stase gt glamour misses down south riches
And that's word to witness
Any man cross 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 spit stuff you know
Get a pen and pad
This one stop at 62, I'm a through ten mo
It kinda like the window, of the volvo limo
Cuda, don't me nothin if ain't about my ammo
All I did was 2 that was just a demo
Went from to holly
to the wood
People gon hate regardless I so good
For my ac
Now I'm a sit on my hood
They say b you doin your thing I say I should
I play like the notorious rapper
Slash b.i.g. christopher
King of new the emperor
Slash head fake slash in the horse you
perimeter slash air jordan cross you
Slash murphy slash turn delirious
Slash cardan take my stuff seriously

[huddy
I'm getting bigger dough minks and figaro's
All my misses know comb the jigalo
I can get a ho play a game like
I done did it yo than any cat 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 know
Harlem world gon be the clique that spit that willy
All them rings and things you about bring em out
I did that your team won't dream about
Scheme about but don't really know a thing
But for the I blow any spot you slingin out

[blinky
You wanna go to war, you cock sucker
I out now I got to bust ya
And your men from your told me not to trust ya
I did movies, to groupies, to
For all you girls out there I'm not ya
You good that's why I got to touch ya
After that I even stop to hug ya
Honey got off and got her brother
But word to mother, I break cat into
Cause people don't all the things I been thru
Still a fugitive chris and kim woo
Yep the disrespect me
But if you me come and get me
myself in nah you got to catch me
Do I got a gun you check me
Cause I goin in alive you got to wet me

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

Aight hud, hud

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

Yo, mase hop out the blue lex wit two teks
Spit got about two left
If one vest is thin you rock two
platinum and only 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 ra-ra bet he dacon
see a hundred gran
You at my arm
You think I take this to far in my rugar
Put a bullet to far
Have cats at ya scream bout how they knew ya
And ya body in a lake out in utah
So you are feel good, leave the
And I where you are
Spain baggage and you yellin bon swa
You I'm comfy
murder one go humphrey
Think I'm five make to hundred gran monthly
lump me
Walk in they bump me
Wanna tell they dumb chickens how jump me
They can't to see the paramedics come to pump me
Why they ot, I'm out the country

All out