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 you little hoe before I scalp your lip,
In other words be a dead little punk ass bitch,
I won't forget you everytime I'm pissing over grave,
Or when I'm peyote in hoods that you once claimed,
Learn about the tribe you're dissing we all ain't the same,
Tomahawk steady as I'm dancing for rain,
So come and , play me,
At until the sky turns gray,
Shooting off my like AK's ,
Amazing four colors of man,
the wickid nation,
Undergrouns level,
Running course,
Keeping you bitches scared to come up off your porch so come and,
Hang me,
Unless you me,
the native hydro keeps changing me.

Come and with me!
(Even if it means death)
and play, You hated me!
(My swings 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 play me..

Warriors out and play,
are straight,
I'm A-B-K!
I'd be dead then fade away,
All my life been a scrub I wouldn't change a day,
What I'm saying playing,
tell you how its laying,
See me in the streets,
Psychopathic Chain Swaying,
Killa so it ain't no delaying,
Dead bodies 6 feet in the decaying,
When I out with the serial numbers on my gun out,
The tribal war on my face 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,
Keep away a killa,
a gat that feinds,
And get your own bullshit schemes.

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

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

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

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

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

Lyrics By: Billy