Luyện nghe bài hát Come Out To Play (w/Jamie Madrox)

[Anybody ]
Where you at mother
Heard you talking shit,
But everytime I come around its you seen to forget,
Shut your mouth you little hoe before I your lip,
In other words you'd be a dead little ass bitch,
I won't you everytime I'm pissing over your grave,
Or when I'm slanging peyote in hoods that you claimed,
Learn about the tribe you're dissing cause we all the same,
steady swinging as I'm dancing for rain,
So come and , with me,
At least the sky turns gray,
Shooting off my aarows AK's ,
situations four colors of man,
Represent the nation,
Undergrouns level,
it's course,
Keeping you shady scared to come up off your porch so come and,
Hang me,
Unless you me,
Because the native hydro changing me.

Come and play me!
(Even if it your death)
and play, You hated me!
(My tomahawk right to left)
You wait and see!
(I'll be a juggalo till' my last breathe)
And you to see!
(These men upon out chests)
Come and with me..

Warriors out and play,
are straight,
I'm A-B-K!
I'd rather be dead then away,
All my life I've a scrub I wouldn't change a day,
I'm saying quit playing,
Imma you how its laying,
See me in the streets,
Psychopathic Just Swaying,
Anybody so it ain't no delaying,
bodies 6 feet in the ground decaying,
When I out with the serial numbers on my gun out,
The tribal war paint on my will make you run out,
Bust shots in the sky and the sun out,
And keep the clip until every last one out,
Erasing all the that this world brings,
Moon shines bright on shattered dreams,
away from a killa,
WIth a gat feinds,
And get own fucking bullshit schemes.

Come and with me!
(Even if it your death)
and play, You hated me!
(My tomahawk swings to left)
You wait and see!
(I'll be a juggalo my very last breathe)
And you to see!
(These hatchet men out chests)
Come and play me..

[Jamie ]
Twiztid, Madrox, And The A-B-K,
Buying automatic from renegade and Bombay,
Fuck and them fake ass pimps,
We the in the water,
ya'll shrimps,
So you can eat my cocktail and ass,
Throw an in the air, when we walk past,
fast,
You can be a hater alot to say,
But you talking from the so come out and play..

Come and play me!
(Even if it your death)
and play, You hated me!
(My swings right to left)
You wait and see!
(I'll be a juggalo my very last breathe)
And you to see!
(These hatchet men out chests)
and play with me..

Come and play me!
(Even if it means death)
and play, You hated me!
(My tomahawk right to left)
You bitches and see!
(I'll be a juggalo my very last breathe)
And you to see!
(These hatchet men out chests)
Come and with me..

hatchetmen up on our chest...
These up on our chest..
These up on our chest...
These up on our chest..

By: Billy Decker