Luyện nghe bài hát Help 'Em Out

The ft. Cyssero AKA RockStar
'Em Out

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

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

(Cyssero)
A real nigga Chris, a real nigga ain't Neef
A real nigga Cyss, so how you feelin hard?
I went from runnin' the
To the Black Wall, so i'm in charge
You wanna holla at now Cyss involved
Y'all ain't sick at all, plus y'all niggas been off
Chris stole Jay hov's style, get off his dick and
Y'all rappers can't rap, that's why Mac stick with y'all
I got little Neef complaining to
Like "what we gonna do, he's with the Game and sick"
Yeah, i keep the on my hip
And i aim to blood like a blood when he bangin a crip
You should bite the hand that feed you
Sucking so much Hova dick, you done turned back on Sigel
And of y'all clapped that chrome
So i wouldn't be suprised you get smacked up when Mac come
And cat not shook,
why i'm the most talked about Philly since Mac got booked

(The Game)
Let me tell you 'bout the boys and where they come
Grew up in nice town, how they call themselves the Gunz
Dame Dash left, now Beans fuck with em
signed to Jay, and R O C got stuck with them
Now Def Jam can't even make a with em
Cause ain't got them teairra marie cuts in em
When i blaze, it'll like a truck hit em
Leave 'em like a in philly with no guts in them
A hundred pound slug slice through them
Hit the corner, curve like the logo on the Pumas
hollows in one ear and out the other like a
He got shot before he got a to grow a sooner
Then drive by lootin and choose
Put the Hemi in Neef mouth he chewin his food
Everybody in Philadelphia know that you'se the
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 sold records for y'all than y'all did your motherfuckin self
The new of Philly...RockStar