Luyện nghe bài hát Hide Out Or Ride Out

[Lil
I strike a load you get served I ain't to be with
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 Shots to be droppin' you
I be bout hittin' the beef kicker the set then
Leave the set and leave a kicker wet
Jet off the scene the Uptown Fighters
Red Dot Sighers, all week Night
I'ma get 'cha ya least expect it
Cock the check it, a Vase can't protect it boy
Is ya ready? I leave yo set
flyin' high got ya body real heavy
Ya can't move, ya got bucked now ya
Left wet on the set, yo boys to pick ya up
Out cold, swole, eyes drove
I know you ain't gone test me no more
Yo block tore, yo Family in black
You got blowed, and in yo chest is holes
This goes, A Lot of rounds of
I show how Uptown Niggas
Ya fake boy, me and my did it to ya
Automatic, Black Chopper Pullers
That's how we be, clips then release
Eight deep, in the 300 E, leather seats, and in the atiliary
Up the street, where I score shoul for me
The B.G. the name I go by
Test me? You die ask bout it
Hide Out, if ya clip slide out, Out
Yo block to die out
Move yo People I'm burnin' down the street
The Night Creepers, bout to heat our
Lights Off, On Creep Silent
Life's gone we don't left yo quiet
Retaliate wait, you not boy
Cause I'm a Hot Boy, Cock Boy
Chopper you scared, you see us runnin'
movin' me and Juvey when we comin'

In yo lap yo sit, got a Chopper splittin' through bricks
A you Black Crucifix, up in the dirt I be knockin'
Smooth and Beretically, my pocket rockin' to Six
I'm polverizin' niggas K-F's with two triggers
On my theres a side of me
It come out at night though
Demons got me on a flight
Duck Tape'N and takin' life, or even
It could be O'clock, on a Sunday by Church
Yo brains have to burst
You shouldn't have fucked with me
Gettin' full of some Malcolm, Apple I scalp 'em
Got Richard Penatin callin' for National Guards to help him
seldom when ya see, when you do what do you do?
Bust back, better be a head shot, if not then it's
I'm comin' the corner bout to pull a Meatball on ya
Fully dressed like a hoe, and in my is a Calico
Me and Lil if you heard of a merger on a murder
50 G'z on his head, the fuck did you say?
50 G'z Fa'sho that nigga next door
the man, give him a rang, left the sucker change
Look I fuck with that rap shit, but acts a on the low
A Hot Boy this bitch like Black and Moe

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

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