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 with
Fake Buster get with, you provoke it
I explode it, unload it, it, unload again and
Put another clip in, 50 to win I can't lose its Impossible
Plus I got a 50 Shots bout to be droppin' you
I be bout hittin' the beef kicker the set then
the set and leave a beef kicker wet
Jet off the with the Uptown Fighters
Red Dot Sighers, all week Night
I'ma get when ya least expect it
Cock the Glock check it, a Vase can't it boy
Is ya ready? I yo set wetty
Slugs flyin' high got ya body heavy
Ya can't move, ya got bucked now ya
Left wet on the set, yo boys to pick ya up
Out cold, head swole, 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 is many holes
This goes, A Lot of rounds of
I show how Uptown drove
Ya boy, me and my niggas did it to ya
Automatic, Chopper 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, I score shoul 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
yo People I'm burnin' down the whole street
The Creepers, bout to heat our enemy
Off, Mask On Creep Silent
Life's gone we left yo block 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 when we comin'

In yo lap yo brain sit, got a Chopper through bricks
A you Black Crucifix, up in the dirt I be knockin'
Smooth and Beretically, my pocket rockin' to Six
I'm polverizin' pullin' 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 and takin' life, or even worse
It be Three O'clock, on a Sunday by Church
Yo brains I'ma have to
You have fucked with me first
Gettin' of some Malcolm, Adams Apple I scalp 'em
Got Richard Penatin for National Guards to come help him
Very seldom when ya see, you do what do you do?
Bust back, better be a head shot, if not then it's
I'm comin' around the corner bout to a Meatball on ya
Fully dressed like a hoe, and in my is a Calico
Me and Lil Turk if you heard of a merger on a
50 G'z on his head, what the fuck did you
50 G'z Fa'sho that nigga live door
Call the man, give him a rang, left the change
Look I fuck with that rap shit, but acts a on the low
A Hot Boy representin' this bitch Black and Moe

I start to niggas start to droppin'
I'm havin' thoughts I think I'm fuckin' Shell Shockin'
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
shit, mind clickin' like a light switch
Who picked you up on any or any bitch
give a fuck, steady bangin' in dodgin' camoflaguin'
With my Mack- Elivin' , Hot Boy$, that whole Money Click
Don't fuck with, unless we to get in yo shit
I'm Shell Shock bitch, only thing on my
Kill a nigga with that fuckin'
Don't time for them dog hoes
Goin' through a stage that Chopper and that 4-4

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