Luyện nghe bài hát Help 'Em Out

The ft. Cyssero AKA RockStar
'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, neefy help em out
dress up like RunDMC to em out
yo peedi, go see and break him out
before i show young dummies what beefing all about

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

(Cyssero)
A real nigga ain't Chris, a nigga ain't Neef
A real that's Cyss, so how you feelin hard?
I went from runnin' the
To the Black Wall, so i'm in charge
You wanna holla at Game? now Cyss
Y'all ain't sick at all, plus y'all niggas slippin off
Chris Jay hov's style, get off his dick and balls
rappers can't rap, that's why Mac ain't stick with y'all
I got Neef complaining to Chris
"what we gonna do, he's with the Game and he's sick"
Yeah, i keep the on my hip
And i aim to draw blood like a blood he bangin a crip
You should bite the hand that feed you
Sucking so much Hova dick, you turned your back on Sigel
And of y'all clapped that chrome
So i wouldn't be suprised you get 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 call themselves the Young Gunz
Dame left, now Beans don't fuck with em
signed to Jay, and R O C got stuck with them
Now Def Jam even make a buck with em
Cause they ain't got teairra marie cuts in em
When i blaze, it'll feel a truck hit em
Leave 'em a swisha in philly with no guts in them
A hundred pound slug slice right through
Hit the corner, bullets curve like the on the Pumas
hollows in one ear and out the like a rumor
He got before he got a chance to grow a sooner
Then i'ma drive by lootin and
Put the Hemi in mouth while he chewin his food
Everybody in Philadelphia know that the fool
You gonna make me, Jay lose his cool

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