Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody on The Line Outside

-busta verse-
Flipmode word
Flipmode coming word
Flipmode here word
Feel no word bond
uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
1998 hot
Hitting you off baby you do it like yo
maybey a nigga look shadey
Admire the nigga and let me baby
Shine my nickel 380 yo it's all
Never play me, follow orders you better me
Sisco and dance all in the
Crib with alot of bitches from here to frisco
Yah-yay my nigga or yai yo
Met a spanish I think her name is santiago
The way she I never been blowed before
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
Staking whole lot of get me before I finish my rap
Think shit don't stink
crossed eyed nigga
Walk still spilling your drink
Jam on!

rhymes chorus-
Everybody's on the line
Make you good make you come 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
>from the left to the right lets
All flipmode coming open wide
Wave your hand up in the air your hands get tired

verse-
Now I'm on
The party's going at the club mirage
I'm still large
Coming in the door my flipmode squad
Vip flex on the blast
Honey's in the corner yo I got to fast
Play my game right if I want ass
If I want to spend some cash, all night
Dont look at me wrong man your pokets tight
I got a rolly that'll shine all
is that jam that make you ballers want to fight
And all you pretty ladies wild for the night
Put bottles in the air from your left to your right
Its rampage you can me legendary
I alize with a little cranberry
I clear my
Got the flyest mink
I told you before yo I'm for broke

-repeat

-lord have mercy
Rotate the
the love
Pulsate the squeeze ass
g cans fatigue shafts
Out league math
Jeeps crash dent bean bags
New york city rub squishy and theme tags
Not a dollar to
Man let me at you
head wobble with fool
Tomorrow was to flock on the moon
La la bye your crew
at high speeds
No id
God on the
Pardon me
Nationwide base collide
The groove, smash fifty-two
And levitate your
Who it?
Your back weak like athletes
Get on it
Huh the streets with no warning
Andale my people move for the montary
Jack cheese collapse streets now put the away
Put the john away, put the away

-repeat 2x-

-busta
flipmode raw deluxe hot shit
1998 1999 2000
Say what have mercy
Say what rampage the last
Say what rhymes the lyrical
Say say what say what