Luyện nghe bài hát All Out (original version)

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

Come Hell or water, down to slaughter opposers
another lost 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 hold up the rap
While I holes in niggaz like donuts
And still to die for all my souljas

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

I hit the scene like sandstorms, then transform, me
I take the figure of niggaz, who all got me
While bitches who shot me
No love, keep a grudge, shootin' sluggs 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
gay rapper, bustin' caps to Jay Z

(Buck buck buck buck buck)
And still capture, while y'all caught up in the rapture
Still 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 to a field, catchin' cases, litigation
Niggaz hatin', got me crooked in all fifty states
I'm death row, throw my Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-by's, up to bang

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

We goin' all out, bomb first till they 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
playin' with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the day, nigga go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you go all out

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

I'm on the Jers to the fullest, like west coast love
But Pac stopped rappin', it ain't no west coast thug
Just westcoast what? To my niggaz stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay Z be pumpin' through they vein's
Is it true what I'm Slap your soft ass to the floor
And my fo-fo put peek holes through your door
I ride or die, but these other fag be bitin' this
It's all from my when I was writin' this, 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
nigga handle ya own, bring 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
Obstacles in ya way, you go all out

Now, we all and down to die, who wit us?
Speak up, or get treated you comin' to kill us
Ain't nothin' but squealers, in this rap game, swearin' they
up, and now them niggaz swearin' they Pac
Stop that, and ya back, we ain't forgot 'bout cha
These glocks hot, and when shot, bring the bitch up out cha
It's me, with the goattee, walkin' like a OG
'Cause all these fag owe me

I to the thug Lord, like that motherfuckers holy
Frontline soulja, till the Heavens me
I go all out, and if you real, you
Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause this is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, 'till 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 all out, bomb first till 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
Bustas playin' ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

We goin' all out, bomb first till they out
them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which we all ride if it's on
Each handle ya own, bring 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
Obstacles in ya way, you go all out

Fool, you go all out
Keep all out
All my niggaz all out
a muthafuckin' doubt

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