Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody on The Line Outside

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

-busta rhymes
Everybody's on the line
Make you good make you come for the ride
do it to my people till your're satisfied
Cant do it like this no matter how you try
I know you want to wild out come
>from the to the right lets coincide
All night flipmode open wide
your hand up in the air until your hands get tired

-rampage
Now I'm on
The party's down at the club mirage
Rampage I'm still
Coming in the door with my squad
Vip flex on the blast
Honey's in the corner yo I got to think
Play my game right if I want ass
If I want to spend some cash, moet all
Dont look at me wrong man your ain't tight
I got a rolly shine all night
This is that jam that you ballers want to fight
And all you pretty just wild for the night
Put your in the air from your left to your right
Its you can call me legendary
I alize with a little cranberry
I my throat
Got the mink coat
I you before yo I'm going for broke

-repeat

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

-repeat 2x-

rhymes-
Yeah flipmode raw deluxe hot
1998 year 2000
Say what lord mercy
Say what rampage the nigga
Say what busta rhymes the
Say what say what say