Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody on The Line Outside

-busta verse-
Flipmode word
coming word bond
Flipmode word bond
no fear word bond
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
hot shit
Hitting you off baby you do it like yo
Crazy a nigga look shadey
Admire the and let me shine baby
Shine my nickel 380 yo it's all
Never play me, follow orders you better me
Sisco and all in the discos
Crib show with alot of bitches here to frisco
Yah-yay my or yippe yai yo
Met a spanish chick I her name is santiago
The way she blow I never blowed before
Beyond a where I could'nt take it no more
Put it on then I bounce through the backdoor
She said hold on baby here blaze it on the floor
Now I with that
Nigga me my trap
Staking lot of money get me before I finish my rap
Think your shit stink
crossed eyed nigga
Walk crooked spilling your drink
Jam on!

-busta chorus-
Everybody's on the line
Make you feel good make you for the ride
Going do it to my people your're satisfied
Cant do it this no matter how much you try
I know you want to wild out inside
the left to the right lets coincide
All flipmode coming open wide
Wave your up in the air until your hands get tired

verse-
Now I'm on
The going down at the club mirage
Rampage I'm still
Coming in the door with my squad
Vip pass on the blast
in the corner yo I got to think fast
Play my game right if I some ass
If I want to some cash, moet all night
Dont look at me wrong man your pokets tight
I got a rolly that'll all night
is that jam that make you ballers want to fight
And all you pretty just wild for the night
Put your bottles in the air from your to your right
Its rampage you can call me
I drink alize a little cranberry
I clear my
Got the mink coat
I told you before yo I'm for broke

-repeat

-lord have verse-
the club
Locate the
Pulsate the squeeze ass
Double g fatigue shafts
Out your math
Jeeps crash dent like bean
New city rub squishy touch and theme tags
Not a dollar to
Man let me at you
head wobble with fool
Tomorrow was cruel to flock on the
La la bye messaging your
at high speeds
No id
God on the
Pardon me
Nationwide base collide
The gritty groove, fifty-two
And levitate your
Who it?
Your back weak running like
Get on it
Huh blaze the with no warning
Andale andale my people move for the
Jack collapse streets now put the john away
Put the john away, put the away

-repeat 2x-

rhymes-
Yeah flipmode raw hot shit
1998 1999 year
Say what lord mercy
Say rampage the last nigga
Say what busta rhymes the
Say say what say what