Luyện nghe bài hát Help 'Em Out

The Game ft. AKA RockStar
'Em Out

(The Game)
Kanyeezy em out please
Just help em out please
M-Eazy em out please
Somebody go tell to help em out
yeah, neefy help em out
dress up like to help em out
yo peedi, go see and break him out
before i these young dummies what beefing all about

(Cyssero)
off the tour bus, homie i'm back
I was stompin' in Compton, my strap
And seem a little pissed
Cause now i'm in the city 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 when i spit
How y'all that Young Gun shit?
Y'all but y'all 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 Young Gun
Cause Chris is a snitch, even they know
On the stand now look where Spado at
behind prison bars, dealing with those prison guards
Only get to see outside when he in the yard
And this some real nigga shit niggas rather give you a shell
send you to jail

(Cyssero)
A real nigga ain't Chris, a real ain't Neef
A real that's Cyss, so how you feelin hard?
I from runnin' the underground
To the Black Wall, so i'm still in
You wanna holla at now Cyss involved
Y'all ain't sick at all, y'all niggas been slippin off
Chris stole Jay style, get off his dick and balls
Y'all rappers can't rap, why Mac ain't stick with y'all
I got little Neef 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 blood like a blood when he bangin a crip
You never bite the hand that feed you
Sucking so much Hova dick, you done turned your back on
And none of clapped that chrome
So i be suprised you get smacked up when Mac come home
And cat not shook,
That's why i'm the most talked Philly since Mac got booked

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

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