Luyện nghe bài hát Help 'Em Out

The ft. Cyssero AKA RockStar
'Em Out

(The Game)
Kanyeezy em out please
Just bleezy help em out
help em out please
Somebody go Free to help em out
yeah, young neefy em out
dress up like RunDMC to em out
yo peedi, go see and break him out
before i show these young dummies what all about

(Cyssero)
Fresh off the tour bus, i'm back
I was in Compton, loading my strap
And seem a little pissed
Cause now i'm in the with huge canary yellow diamonds on my little wrist
All it took was one verse, and was convinced
I got the straight jacket flow, i'm insane i spit
How y'all talkin that Gun shit?
Y'all young but ain't guns y'all ain't dumped one clip
I'm the Young Gun and i'm one young pit
And i'll bite both of y'all fuck that Gun shit
Chris is a snitch, even they know that
On the stand pointin now look where at
Stuck behind prison bars, dealing with those prison
get to see outside when he in the prison yard
And this some real nigga shit real niggas rather give you a
Than send you to

(Cyssero)
A real nigga ain't Chris, a real nigga Neef
A real that's Cyss, so how you feelin hard?
I went from the underground
To the Black Wall, so i'm still in
You wanna holla at now Cyss involved
Y'all sick at all, plus y'all niggas been slippin off
Chris stole Jay hov's style, get off his dick and
Y'all can't rap, that's why Mac ain't stick with y'all
I got Neef complaining to Chris
Like "what we gonna do, he's with the and he's sick"
Yeah, i keep the on my hip
And i aim to draw blood like a blood when he bangin a
You should never the hand that feed you
Sucking so much Hova dick, you done turned back on Sigel
And none of y'all clapped that
So i wouldn't be you get smacked up when Mac come home
And cat not shook,
That's why i'm the most talked about Philly Mac got booked

(The Game)
Let me tell you 'bout the boys and where they from
Grew up in nice town, how they call themselves the Young
Dame Dash left, now Beans don't fuck em
Free to Jay, and R O C got stuck with them
Now Def Jam can't even make a buck em
Cause ain't got them teairra marie cuts in em
i blaze, it'll feel like a truck hit em
Leave 'em like a swisha in philly no guts in them
A hundred pound slug slice right through
Hit the corner, bullets like the logo on the Pumas
hollows in one ear and out the other like a
He got shot he got a chance to grow a sooner
Then i'ma by lootin and choose
Put the Hemi in Neef mouth while he his food
Everybody in Philadelphia know you'se the fool
You gonna make me, Jay lose his cool

(The Game)
First buddens, the bleek, then the whole
that's a staff, record label and a motherfuckin
now you faggots
i sold records for y'all than y'all did your motherfuckin self
The new of Philly...RockStar