Luyện nghe bài hát Help 'Em Out

The Game ft. Cyssero AKA
'Em Out

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

(Cyssero)
off the tour bus, homie i'm back
I was in Compton, loading my strap
And niggas seem a 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 flow, i'm insane when i spit
How y'all that Young Gun shit?
Y'all young but y'all ain't guns y'all dumped one clip
I'm the Young Gun and i'm one young pit
And bite both of y'all fuck that Young Gun shit
Cause Chris is a snitch, even they know
On the stand pointin now where Spado at
Stuck behind bars, dealing with those prison guards
get to see outside when he in the prison yard
And this some real nigga shit real rather give you a shell
Than send you to

(Cyssero)
A real nigga ain't Chris, a real ain't Neef
A real that's Cyss, so how you feelin hard?
I went from the underground
To the Wall, so i'm still in charge
You holla at Game? now Cyss involved
Y'all sick at all, plus y'all niggas been slippin off
Chris Jay hov's style, get off his dick and balls
Y'all rappers can't rap, that's why Mac stick with y'all
I got Neef complaining to Chris
Like "what we gonna do, he's the Game 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 bite the that feed you
Sucking so much dick, you done turned your back on Sigel
And none of clapped that chrome
So i wouldn't be suprised you get smacked up Mac come home
And cat not shook,
That's why i'm the most about Philly since Mac got booked

(The Game)
Let me tell you 'bout the boys and they come from
up in nice town, how they call themselves the Young Gunz
Dame left, now Beans don't fuck with em
Free to Jay, and R O C got stuck with them
Now Def Jam can't make a buck with em
Cause they ain't got them teairra marie in em
When i blaze, it'll feel a truck hit em
Leave 'em like a swisha in philly with no guts in
A pound slug slice right through them
Hit the corner, bullets like the logo on the Pumas
hollows in one ear and out the other a rumor
He got shot before he got a chance to grow a
i'ma drive by lootin and choose
Put the in Neef mouth while he chewin 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 g-unit
that's a staff, record and a motherfuckin group
now you faggots
i more records for y'all than y'all did your motherfuckin self
The new of Philly...RockStar