Luyện nghe bài hát Hide Out Or Ride Out

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I strike a load you get served I ain't to be joked
Fake Buster get with, you provoke it
I it, unload it, reload it, unload again and
Put another clip in, 50 Shots to win I can't its Impossible
Plus I got a Chopper 50 bout to be droppin' you
I be bout straight hittin' the beef the set then
Leave the set and leave a kicker wet
Jet off the scene with the Uptown
Red Dot Sighers, all week Flighters
I'ma get when ya least expect it
Cock the check it, a Vase can't protect it boy
Is ya I leave yo set wetty
Slugs high got ya body real heavy
Ya can't move, ya got now ya stuck
wet on the set, tell yo boys to pick ya up
Out cold, head swole, eyes
I know Fa'sho you ain't test me no more
Yo block tore, yo Family in black
You got blowed, and in yo is many holes
This goes, A Lot of of Ammo
I show how Uptown Niggas
Ya fake boy, me and my did it to ya
Automatic, Black Chopper Pullers
That's how we be, loadin' then release
deep, in the 300 E, leather seats, and in the trunk atiliary
Up the street, where I score shoul for me
The B.G. that's the I go by
Test me? You die ask Kangol it
Out, if ya clip slide out, Ride Out
Yo bout to die out
Move yo People I'm burnin' the whole street
The Night Creepers, bout to heat our
Lights Off, On Creep Silent
Life's gone we don't left yo quiet
wait, know you not boy
Cause I'm a Hot Boy, Cock Boy
Chopper gunnin' you scared, you see us
Start movin' me and Juvey when we

In yo lap yo brain sit, got a Chopper through bricks
A you Black Crucifix, up in the dirt I be dicks
Smooth and Beretically, my pocket to Six Figures
I'm niggas pullin' K-F's with two triggers
On my body a side of me
It only come out at though
Them Demons got me on a
Duck Tape'N and takin' life, or even
It could be Three O'clock, on a Sunday by
Yo I'ma have to burst
You shouldn't fucked with me first
Gettin' of some Malcolm, Adams Apple I scalp 'em
Got Richard Penatin callin' for National Guards to come him
Very seldom when ya see, when you do do you do?
Bust back, better be a head shot, if not then through
I'm comin' around the corner bout to pull a on ya
Fully dressed like a hoe, and in my purse is a
Me and Lil Turk if you of a merger on a murder
50 G'z on his head, what the did you say?
50 G'z Fa'sho that live next door
Call the man, give him a rang, left the change
Look I fuck that rap shit, but acts a donkey on the low
A Hot Boy representin' this like Black and Moe

I start to poppin' start to droppin'
I'm havin' fatal thoughts I think I'm Shell Shockin'
Niggas Four, Five rangin' in my ear
I'm not scared, cause I'm Soldier, and Soldiers no fuckin' fear
In my sleep at night, I'm seein' war
Wakin' up thinkin' a nigga took my fuckin'
Unnecessary shit, mind clickin' like a light
Who picked you up on any nigga or any
Don't give a fuck, steady bangin' in camoflaguin'
With my Mack- Elivin' , Hot Boy$, whole Ca$h Money Click
Don't fuck with, unless we known to get in yo
I'm Shell Shock bitch, thing on my mind
Kill a nigga that fuckin' Chrome-9
have time for them dog hoes
Goin' through a stage that Chopper and that 4-4

What's this shit I hear you boys Partners-N-Crime
You think you U.N.L.V. punished you the last time
Now you shine, let me put somethin' on yo mind
Look I was in this bitch for taken hits, and protectin' shit
Its a Fa'sho thing, I'ma bring drama or I'ma wet
Ya bests be bout ya Issue, if not God ya
make you think 2-2-6 wasn't strong?
That's what we do, you
They both com and they
Off Toppers, I'ma deal you and yo Partners
T.C. , L.D. , Street with Choppers
Drama is the need for Ca$h, we play it though
I'm to get a nigga ass, like I'm them white folks
Look, be bout it, if not better be rowdy
It's all in yo ha?, You gone shine, ha
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