Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'Em All In

[Intro: DJ
I realize you niggas is like the in the rearview mirror—
You really appear much than 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 with my wave
Know what? Let 'em all
I need therapy, I got so big
Even when they talk crazy I still don't
black out, Michael Blackson's skin tone
Homie sit for a while back home
Hotline if you get his phone
own up or you get disowned
Eyes dried up, I really cry much
And the chain match everything I touch
Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck,
Y'all niggas '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 thought a nigga shake
All these records, I'ma break
Playin' my shit around the
Y'all fuck around and somethin'
Mean mug I hate somethin'
Hit the and I ate somethin'
Great rapper or a hustler
Promise you I die a somethin'

2: Cory Gunz]
And I am beginnin' and
A nigga run in kickin' and
A nigga worth
A nigga the semi admittin'
Glock is on 'em, iron Emmys
Got an eye on 'em
on these niggas more than any one of you
We knuck if we buck, if you my 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 know what my is
You to know what a fatality is
the reality is
If I know what my calories is
Then nine out of ten
You won't never know your cavity is
Hit a forty, it had to be his
A dude foul with a
would never know how mad that he is
They don't ever know what he is
He gotta be Earth 2, or somewhere from out on Saturn he is
Now I'm goin' where no gravity is, some galaxy shit
But we'd rather talk about the MAC and the
We on all names, it ain't no more games
I'm a stand up nigga, Kaepernick bitch
I don't know what to you
Niggas claimin' they to the soil
But boy I'm loyal to the oil that
To court the all you
You cannot it when I'm gonna destroy you
Work the ceiling to make sure that I fall you
I'm dedicated to this shit
S double, the militia gang, they don't ever try them
I got a nine and click, a been brick
A bottom bitch, I buy them
Drivin' stick, I'm fly as a bitch, and I give
I the five, my partner crip
Shout out the east, we parkin'
I just revive, I don't
I remind, until C5 we got D6, nigga

3: Lil Wayne]
The best in life are free, not cheap, free C5
Message, no
Rest In Peace, no peace
I keep an eye on guys
My eye give her sweet eyes
The eye's view keep spy
But I can get your wings fried
Try, try again, tryin'
All the traffic hours, you a taxi driver, we maximizers
Ever heard of San 49'ers, we some masterminders
it to the top just to get sniped from the floor at the very bottom
Ain't that a bitch, man 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 guns speak for they self, I ain't never been a person
Walkin' the house in the turban
niggas washed up with no detergent
Take heart and I am not a surgeon
Pullin' triggers like shower
Ain't got no because my baby sucked it out of me
Me and my whoas in Las Vegas playing the machines
to my goals, expectations like a soccer team
Waiting to exhale 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
me how to count before they taught me how to read
I knew all my OG's before my ABC's,

Lil Wayne]
That's sick shit