Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody on The Line Outside

-busta verse-
Flipmode bond
coming word bond
Flipmode here word
Feel no fear word
uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
hot shit
Hitting you off baby you do it this yo
Crazy maybey a nigga shadey
Admire the and let me shine baby
Shine my 380 yo it's all gravy
Never play me, orders you better obey me
and dance 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 think her is santiago
The way she blow I never been before
Beyond a level where I could'nt it no more
Put it on then I bounce through the backdoor
She said hold on come here blaze it on the floor
Now I finish with
Nigga me my trap
Staking whole lot of money get me I finish my rap
Think shit don't stink
Drunk crossed eyed
Walk crooked spilling your drink
Jam on!

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

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

-repeat

-lord mercy verse-
the club
Locate the
Pulsate with the ass
Double g cans shafts
Out your league
Jeeps crash dent like bags
New york rub squishy touch and theme tags
Not a to loose
Man let me at you
head wobble with fool
Tomorrow was cruel to flock on the
La la bye your crew
Travel at speeds
No id
God on the
Pardon me
Nationwide thick base
The gritty groove, fifty-two
And levitate your
Who it?
back weak running like athletes
Get on it
Huh blaze the streets with no
Andale my people move for the montary
cheese collapse streets now put the john away
Put the john away, put the away

-repeat 2x-

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