Luyện nghe bài hát Intro *

[After about a of mixing]
explosions, gun shots]

(You what you be?)

You be like the that come at me
And one at me,
set it,
Then get another to dead it
Outlaws we 'trol
Ya cold feet remain
As Hussein show
That got our own name
I'm Hussein,
Flyin' down 95 in two
Wearin' fitted and chain
The one out of these two
or be hustled,
Tussle and these
They hunt you down
you around and ya knees buckle
Popped up, whopped up, cocked up
An' got ya cop up,
to shook shop up
I money, gave 'em horror
crooks for me
Keep my on strap,
'Til the gat looked
I mash illy
G-packers get silly
We mac millis
You know the science for
These tryna rap
I spit it like I'm committed
Wid triple and digits
Bag bubble wid it
All y'all gon' do is be talkin' I walk
Wid the war you way
Either way you ya partner
me bop down ya block
Wid my and chocolates
On some Deathrow Pac
Outlaw shit, I got this,
I let you you playin' yourself
Ain't seein' a bit ah coke
You be bangin' yaself
Talk that shit,
I'm knowin' who ain't gon' do shit,
Pack one nasty new wid, a bit of blue shit
Confucious, run from Jerz,
Right off shit
Makaveli shit still
shoulda knew this

Y'all niggas ride or die