Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'Em All In

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

1: Euro + DJ Drama]
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 still don't
I'ma out, Michael Blackson's skin tone
Homie gotta sit for a while back
bling if you get his phone
Gotta own up or you get
dried up, I don't really cry much
And the chain match everything I touch
Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck,
niggas talkin' 'bout what? Borin'
Bane from it, I from it
I'm by it, I'm stained from it
Shot for the stars the darkness
I aim from it, now comin'
Who'd have thought a nigga somethin'?
All records, I'ma break somethin'
my shit around the graveyard
Y'all fuck around and wake
mug like I hate somethin'
Hit the stu' and I ate
Great or a great hustler
Promise you I die a great

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

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

[Outro: Lil
That's some shit