Luyện nghe bài hát Hide Out Or Ride Out

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I strike a you get served I ain't to be joked with
Fake Buster get smoked with, you it
I it, unload it, reload it, unload again and
Put another clip in, 50 Shots to win I can't its Impossible
I got a Chopper 50 Shots bout to be droppin' you
I be bout straight hittin' the beef kicker the set
Leave the set and leave a beef wet
Jet off the scene with the Uptown
Red Dot Sighers, all Night Flighters
I'ma get 'cha when ya expect it
Cock the Glock check it, a can't protect it boy
Is ya ready? I leave yo set
Slugs flyin' 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, swole, eyes drove
I know Fa'sho you ain't gone me no more
Yo block tore, yo Family in 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 Chopper Pullers
That's how we be, clips then release
Eight deep, in the 300 E, 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 bout it
Hide Out, if ya clip out, Ride Out
Yo bout to die out
Move yo People I'm burnin' the whole street
The Night Creepers, bout to our enemy
Lights Off, Mask On Creep
Life's gone we don't left yo quiet
Retaliate wait, you not boy
I'm a Hot Boy, Nine-Milli Cock Boy
Chopper you scared, you see us runnin'
Start me and Juvey when we comin'

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 polverizin' niggas pullin' with two triggers
On my body a side of me
It come out at night though
Them got me on a flight
Duck Tape'N and takin' life, or worse
It be Three O'clock, on a Sunday by Church
Yo I'ma have to burst
You shouldn't have with me first
Gettin' full of some Malcolm, Adams I scalp 'em
Got Richard Penatin callin' for National to come help him
Very seldom when ya see, when you do do you do?
Bust back, be a head shot, if not then it's through
I'm around the corner bout to pull a Meatball on ya
dressed like 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 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 representin' this like Black and Moe

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

What's shit I hear about you boys Partners-N-Crime
You you U.N.L.V. punished you bitches the last time
Now you gonna shine, let me put on yo mind
Look I was in this bitch for taken hits, and protectin' shit
Its a Fa'sho thing, I'ma drama or I'ma wet 'cha
Ya bests be bout ya Issue, if not God ya
What make you think 2-2-6 wasn't
what we do, you wrong
They both com and they
Off Toppers, I'ma deal you and yo Partners
T.C. , L.D. , Willard Street 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 mind ha?, You shine, ha
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