Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody on The Line Outside

-busta verse-
Flipmode word
Flipmode word bond
Flipmode word bond
no fear word bond
Uh-uh-uh
uh-uh
1998 hot
Hitting you off baby you do it like yo
Crazy maybey a nigga shadey
Admire the nigga and let me shine
my nickel 380 yo it's all gravy
Never play me, follow orders you obey me
and dance all in the discos
Crib show with alot of bitches from here to
Yah-yay my or yippe yai yo
Met a spanish I think her name is santiago
The way she blow I never blowed before
Beyond a level where I could'nt take it no
Put it on shorty 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
your shit don't stink
Drunk eyed nigga
Walk crooked still 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 till satisfied
Cant do it like this no how much 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 your hands get

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

-repeat

-lord have mercy
the club
Locate the
Pulsate the squeeze ass
Double g fatigue shafts
Out your league
Jeeps crash dent like bean
New york city rub squishy and theme tags
Not a to loose
Man let me at you
Never head wobble with
Tomorrow was cruel to flock on the
La la bye your crew
at high speeds
No id
God on the
Pardon me
Nationwide thick base
The groove, smash fifty-two
And levitate side
Who it?
Your weak running like athletes
Get on it
Huh the streets with no warning
andale my people move for the montary
Jack cheese collapse now put the john away
Put the away, put the john away

chorus 2x-

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