Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody on The Line Outside

Flipmode word
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Flipmode word bond
Feel no fear word
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Hot shit

Hitting you off baby you do it this yo
Crazy a nigga look shadey
Admire the nigga and let me shine
Shine my nickel 380 yo it's all
Never play me, follow orders you obey me
and dance all in the discos
Crib show with alot of bitches from to frisco
Yah-yay my or yippe yai yo
Met a spanish chick I think her is santiago
The way she blow I been blowed before
Beyond a level I could'nt take it no more
Put it on shorty then I bounce through the
She said on baby come here blaze it on the floor
Now I with that
Nigga me my trap
Staking whole lot of money get me I finish my rap
Think your shit stink
crossed eyed nigga
Walk crooked still your drink
Jam on

Everybody's on the line
you feel good make you come for the ride
Going do it to my till your're satisfied
Can't do it like this no how much you try
I you want to wild out come inside
the left to the right lets coincide
All night flipmode coming open
Wave your hand up in the air until hands get tired

Now I'm on
The going down at the club mirage
Rampage I'm large
in the door with my flipmode squad
Vip flex on the blast
in the corner yo I got to think fast
Play my game right if I some ass
If I want to spend some cash, all night
Dont look at me wrong man pokets ain't tight
I got a rolly that'll all night
is that jam that make you ballers want to fight
And all you ladies just wild for the night
Put your bottles in the air from your left to right
rampage you can call me legendary
I drink alize with a little
I clear my
Got the flyest mink
I told you before yo I'm for broke

Everybody's on the outside
Make you feel make you come for the ride
Going do it to my people till your're
Can't do it this no matter how much you try
I know you want to wild out come
From the left to the right lets
All flipmode coming open wide
Wave your up in the air until your hands get tired

the club
Locate the
with the squeeze ass
Double g cans fatigue
Out league math
Jeeps crash dent like bags
New york city rub touch and theme tags
Not a dollar to
Man let me at you
Never wobble with fool
Tomorrow was to flock on the moon
La la bye messaging your
at high speeds
No ID
God on the
Pardon me
Nationwide thick collide
The gritty groove, fifty-two
And levitate your
Who it?
Your back weak running like
Get on it
Huh the streets with no warning
Andale andale my people for the montary
Jack collapse streets now put the john away
Put the john away, put the john

Everybody's on the line
Make you feel good make you come for the
Going do it to my people your're satisfied
do it like this no matter how much you try
I you want to wild out come inside
From the left to the right coincide
All night flipmode coming open
Wave your up in the air until your hands get tired

on the line outside
Make you feel good make you for the ride
Going do it to my people your're satisfied
Can't do it like this no matter how you try
I know you want to wild out come
From the left to the lets coincide
All flipmode coming open wide
Wave your hand up in the air until hands get tired

Yeah flipmode raw hot shit
1998 Year 2000
Say lord have mercy
Say what rampage the nigga
Say busta rhymes the lyrical
Say what say say what