Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody on The Line Outside

-busta verse-
Flipmode word
coming word bond
Flipmode here bond
Feel no word bond
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
1998 hot
you off baby you do it like this yo
Crazy maybey a look shadey
Admire the nigga and let me baby
Shine my 380 yo it's all gravy
Never me, follow orders you better obey me
and dance all in the discos
Crib show with alot of from here to frisco
my nigga or yippe yai yo
Met a spanish I think her name is santiago
The way she blow I never been blowed
Beyond a where I could'nt take it no more
Put it on shorty then I through the backdoor
She said on baby come here blaze it on the floor
Now I with that
Nigga me my trap
whole lot of money get me before I finish my rap
Think your shit don't
Drunk crossed eyed
Walk crooked still your drink
Jam on!

-busta rhymes
on the line outside
Make you feel make you come for the ride
Going do it to my till your're satisfied
Cant do it like this no matter how you try
I know you want to wild out inside
>from the left to the right coincide
All flipmode coming open wide
Wave your hand up in the air your hands get tired

-rampage
Now I'm on
The party's going at the club mirage
I'm still large
Coming in the with my flipmode squad
Vip pass on the blast
in the corner yo I got to think fast
Play my game if I want some ass
If I want to spend some cash, all night
Dont look at me wrong man your pokets ain't
I got a rolly that'll shine all
This is that jam that make you ballers want to
And all you pretty ladies just for the night
Put your bottles in the air your left to your right
Its rampage you can me legendary
I drink with a little cranberry
I my throat
Got the flyest coat
I told you before yo I'm for broke

-repeat

-lord mercy verse-
the club
Locate the
Pulsate the squeeze ass
Double g cans shafts
Out your math
Jeeps crash dent like bags
New york city rub squishy touch and tags
Not a dollar to
Man let me at you
Never wobble with fool
Tomorrow was cruel to flock on the
La la bye messaging your
Travel at high
No id
God on the
Pardon me
Nationwide thick collide
The groove, smash fifty-two
And levitate side
Who it?
Your back weak running like
Get on it
Huh blaze the streets no warning
Andale andale my people move for the
Jack cheese collapse now put the john away
Put the john away, put the john

-repeat 2x-

-busta
Yeah raw deluxe hot shit
1998 year 2000
Say what lord mercy
Say what the last nigga
Say busta rhymes the lyrical
Say say what say what