Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'Em All In

[Intro: DJ
I you niggas is like the objects in the rearview mirror—
You really appear much closer you are
Got a long way to go, boy

[Verse 1: Euro + DJ
Uh
Uh

(Catch up, niggas!)
Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in
Put me in the jungle, I get us all
Don't play with my
Know Let 'em all sink
I don't therapy, I got so big
Even when they talk crazy I don't shrink
I'ma black out, Michael Blackson's tone
Homie gotta sit for a back home
Hotline bling if you get his
own up or you get disowned
Eyes dried up, I don't cry much
And the gold match everything I touch
Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck,
Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout what?
Bane from it, I came it
I'm raised by it, I'm from it
Shot for the from the darkness
I aim from it, now comin'
Who'd have thought a nigga somethin'?
All these records, I'ma break
my shit around the graveyard
Y'all fuck around and somethin'
mug like I hate somethin'
Hit the and I ate somethin'
Great or a great hustler
Promise you I die a somethin'

[Verse 2: Gunz]
And I am beginnin' and
A run in kickin' and flippin'
A nigga worth
A nigga with the admittin'
Glock is definitive on 'em, Emmys
Got an eye on 'em
Still on these niggas than any one of you
We if we buck, if you my brother we up
If not, I don't a motherly fuck
in us we trust, you fuss we hush
They rush we bust, adjust, and dust and 'em
If you don't what my salary is
You 'bout to know what a is
the reality is
If I don't what my calories is
nine times out of ten
You won't never know where your is
Hit a forty, it had to be his
A dude foul a smile
would never know how mad that he is
They don't ever what pattern he is
He gotta be from Earth 2, or from out on Saturn he is
Now I'm goin' where no is, some other galaxy shit
But we'd rather talk about the MAC and the
We takin' on all names, it ain't no more
I'm a stand up nigga, Kaepernick bitch
I know what to call you
Niggas claimin' they to the soil
But boy I'm loyal to the oil boil
To court the all you
You cannot avoid it when I'm destroy you
Work from the ceiling to make sure I fall you
I'm to this rhyme shit
S double, the militia gang, they ever try them bitch
I got a nine and click, a high been
A bottom bitch, I buy thick
stick, I'm fly as a bitch, and I give dick
I ride the five, my crip
out the east, we parkin' shit
I just revive, I don't
I remind, until C5 we got D6, nigga

3: Lil Wayne]
The things in life are free, not cheap, free C5
Message, no
In Peace, no peace sign
I an eye on these guys
My third eye her sweet eyes
The bird eye's keep spy
But I can get your wings fried
Try, try again, keep
All the traffic hours, you a taxi driver, we some
Ever heard of San Francisco 49'ers, we some
Made it to the top just to get sniped from the at the very bottom
that a bitch, man tell me about it
But I trippin', unless the trip is private
I sip in
I tried to make it beautiful, this came out perfect
Let the guns for they self, I ain't never been a loud person
Walkin' the house in the turban
These niggas up with no detergent
Take your and I am not a surgeon
Pullin' triggers like shower
got no soul because my baby sucked it out of me
Me and my whoas in Las Vegas playing the machines
Stick to my goals, like a soccer team
Waiting to only to let out some steam
Girl let's make a movie, what's a movie without a scene?
Treat my semi like an Emmy, need some
Taught me how to count they taught me how to read
I all my OG's before my ABC's, damn

[Outro: Lil
some sick shit