Luyện nghe bài hát Hide Out Or Ride Out

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I a load you get served I ain't to be joked 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 lose its
Plus I got a Chopper 50 Shots to be droppin' you
I be bout straight hittin' the kicker the set then
Leave the set and leave a kicker wet
Jet off the with the Uptown Fighters
Red Dot Sighers, all Night Flighters
I'ma get 'cha when ya least it
Cock the Glock check it, a can't protect it boy
Is ya ready? I leave yo set
Slugs flyin' high got ya body real
Ya can't move, ya got now ya stuck
wet on the set, tell yo boys to pick ya up
Out cold, swole, eyes drove
I know Fa'sho you ain't test me no more
Yo block tore, yo in black clothes
You got blowed, and in yo chest is holes
goes, A Lot of rounds of Ammo
I show how Uptown Niggas
Ya fake boy, me and my did it to ya
Automatic, Black Trigger Pullers
That's how we be, loadin' clips release
Eight deep, in the 300 E, seats, and in the trunk atiliary
Up the street, where I score ain't for me
The B.G. the name I go by
me? You die ask Kangol bout it
Hide Out, if ya slide out, Ride Out
Yo bout to die out
Move yo I'm burnin' down the whole street
The Night Creepers, bout to our enemy
Lights Off, On Creep Silent
Life's gone we don't yo block quiet
Retaliate wait, you not boy
Cause I'm a Hot Boy, Cock Boy
gunnin' you scared, you see us runnin'
Start me and Juvey when we comin'

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

I to poppin' niggas start 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 fear
In my at night, I'm seein' war fights
Wakin' up thinkin' a nigga took my fuckin'
Unnecessary shit, mind like a light switch
Who picked you up on any or any bitch
give a fuck, steady bangin' in dodgin' camoflaguin'
With my Elivin' , Hot Boy$, that whole Ca$h Money Click
Don't fuck with, unless we to get in yo shit
I'm Shell Shock bitch, only on my mind
Kill a nigga with 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 bitches the last
Now you shine, let me put somethin' on yo mind
Look I was born in this bitch for taken hits, and protectin'
Its a Fa'sho thing, I'ma drama or I'ma wet 'cha
Ya bests be ya Issue, if not God bless ya
What make you 2-2-6 wasn't strong?
That's what we do, you
both com and they gone
Off Toppers, I'ma with you and yo Partners
T.C. , L.D. , Willard Street with
Drama is the need for Ca$h, we it right though
I'm to get a nigga ass, like I'm them white folks
Look, better be it, if not better be rowdy
It's all in yo mind ha?, You shine, ha
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