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 tell to help em out
yeah, young help em out
dress up like to help 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, homie i'm
I was in Compton, loading my strap
And seem a little pissed
Cause now i'm in the city with huge canary yellow diamonds on my little
All it took was one verse, and was convinced
I got the straight jacket flow, i'm insane i spit
How y'all that Young Gun shit?
Y'all young but y'all 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 y'all fuck that Young Gun
Cause Chris is a snitch, they know that
On the stand pointin now look where at
Stuck behind prison bars, dealing with prison guards
Only get to see when he in the prison yard
And this some real nigga shit niggas rather give you a shell
Than send you to

(Cyssero)
A real nigga ain't Chris, a real nigga Neef
A real nigga that's Cyss, so how you hard?
I went runnin' the underground
To the Black Wall, so i'm in charge
You wanna holla at Game? now 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 ain't stick with
I got little Neef to Chris
"what we gonna do, he's with the Game and he's sick"
Yeah, i the thang on my hip
And i aim to draw like a blood when he bangin a crip
You never bite the hand that feed you
Sucking so much Hova dick, you done your back on Sigel
And of y'all 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 about Philly Mac got booked

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