Luyện nghe bài hát Hide Out Or Ride Out

[Lil
I strike a load you get served I to be joked with
Fake Buster get with, you provoke it
I explode it, unload it, reload it, unload and
Put clip in, 50 Shots to win I can't lose its Impossible
Plus I got a Chopper 50 Shots bout to be you
I be bout straight hittin' the beef the set then
Leave the set and a beef kicker wet
Jet off the scene with the Fighters
Red Dot Sighers, all week Flighters
I'ma get 'cha ya least expect it
the Glock check it, a Vase can't protect it boy
Is ya ready? I yo set wetty
flyin' high got ya body real heavy
Ya move, ya got bucked now ya stuck
Left wet on the set, yo boys to pick ya up
Out cold, head swole, drove
I know Fa'sho you gone test me no more
Yo block tore, yo Family in black
You got blowed, and in yo chest is many
goes, A Lot of rounds of Ammo
I show how Niggas drove
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 ain't for me
The B.G. that's the I go by
Test me? You die ask bout it
Hide Out, if ya slide out, Ride Out
Yo bout 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 we don't left yo block quiet
wait, know you not boy
Cause I'm a Hot Boy, Nine-Milli Boy
Chopper gunnin' you scared, you see us
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 to Six Figures
I'm polverizin' niggas pullin' K-F's with two
On my body a side of me
It only come out at though
Them got me on a flight
Duck Tape'N and takin' life, or even
It could be Three O'clock, on a by Church
Yo brains I'ma to burst
You shouldn't have fucked with me
Gettin' full of Malcolm, Adams Apple I scalp 'em
Got Richard Penatin for National Guards to come help him
Very seldom ya see, when you do what do you do?
Bust back, better be a shot, if not then it's through
I'm comin' around the bout to pull a Meatball on ya
Fully dressed like a hoe, and in my purse is a
Me and Lil if you heard 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, him a rang, left the sucker change
I fuck with that rap shit, but acts a donkey on the low
A Hot Boy this bitch like Black and Moe

I start to niggas start to droppin'
I'm havin' fatal thoughts I think I'm fuckin' Shell
Niggas bangin' Four, rangin' in my ear
I'm not scared, cause I'm Soldier, and Soldiers no fuckin' fear
In my sleep at night, I'm war fights
Wakin' up thinkin' a nigga took my life
Unnecessary shit, mind clickin' like a light
Who picked you up on any or any bitch
Don't give a fuck, bangin' in dodgin' camoflaguin'
With my Mack- , Hot Boy$, that whole Ca$h Money Click
Don't fuck with, unless we to get in yo shit
I'm Shell bitch, only thing on my mind
Kill a with that fuckin' Chrome-9
have time for them dog hoes
Goin' through a stage with that Chopper and 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 gonna shine, let me put somethin' on yo
Look I was born in this bitch for 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 2-2-6 strong?
That's we do, you wrong
both com and they gone
Off Toppers, I'ma deal with you and yo
T.C. , L.D. , Street with Choppers
is the need for Ca$h, we play it right though
I'm to get a nigga ass, like I'm them white folks
Look, better be bout it, if not better be
It's all in yo mind ha?, You shine, ha
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