Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'Em All In

[Intro: DJ
I realize you niggas is like the objects in the rearview
You really appear much than you are
Got a way to go, young boy

[Verse 1: + DJ Drama]
Uh
Uh

(Catch up, niggas!)
Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in
Put me in the jungle, I get us all
play with my wave
Know what? Let 'em all
I need therapy, I got so big
Even when they talk crazy I don't shrink
I'ma black out, Blackson's skin tone
Homie sit for a while back home
bling if you get his phone
Gotta own up or you get
Eyes dried up, I don't cry much
And the gold chain match I touch
Whip gotta match bitch I fuck, foreign
Y'all talkin' 'bout what? Borin'
Bane it, I came from 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 a nigga shake somethin'?
All records, I'ma break somethin'
Playin' my around the graveyard
Y'all fuck around and wake
mug like I hate somethin'
Hit the and I ate somethin'
Great rapper or a hustler
Promise you I die a great

2: Cory Gunz]
And I am beginnin' and
A run in kickin' and flippin'
A worth spendin'
A nigga with the semi
Glock is definitive on 'em, iron
Got an eye on 'em
Still on these niggas more any one of you
We if we buck, if you my brother we up
If not, I give a motherly fuck
Only in us we trust, you fuss we
rush we bust, adjust, and dust and flushed 'em
If you don't know my salary is
You 'bout to know what a is
the reality is
If I don't know my calories is
Then times out of ten
You won't know where your cavity is
Hit a forty, it had to be his
A dude with 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 gravity is, some other shit
But rather talk about the MAC and the bricks
We takin' on all names, it ain't no more
I'm a stand up nigga, Cory Kaepernick
I don't know what to you
Niggas claimin' they loyal to the
But boy I'm to the oil that boil
To court the all you
You cannot avoid it I'm gonna destroy you
Work from the to make sure that I fall you
I'm dedicated to rhyme shit
S double, the militia gang, don't ever try them bitch
I got a nine and click, a been brick
A bottom bitch, I buy thick
Drivin' stick, I'm fly as a bitch, and I dick
I ride the five, my partner
Shout out the east, we shit
I just revive, I remix
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 view spy
But I can get your wings fried
Try, try again, keep
All the traffic hours, you a driver, we some maximizers
heard of San Francisco 49'ers, we some masterminders
Made it to the top to get sniped from the floor at the very bottom
that a bitch, man tell me about it
But I ain't trippin', unless the is private
I sip in
I tried to make it beautiful, shit came out perfect
Let the speak for they self, I ain't never been a loud person
Walkin' 'round the in the turban
These washed up with no detergent
your heart and I am not a surgeon
Pullin' triggers shower curtains
got no soul because my baby sucked it out of me
Me and my whoas in Las playing the thot machines
Stick to my goals, expectations like a team
Waiting to exhale to let out some steam
Girl let's a movie, what's a movie without a shower scene?
Treat my semi like an Emmy, need some
Taught me how to count before they me how to read
I knew all my OG's my ABC's, damn

Lil Wayne]
That's sick shit