Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'Em All In

[Intro: DJ
I realize you is like the objects in the rearview mirror—
You really appear much closer you are
Got a long way to go, 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 my wave
Know what? Let 'em all
I don't therapy, I got so big
Even when they talk crazy I still shrink
I'ma black out, Michael Blackson's skin
Homie gotta sit for a back home
Hotline if you get his phone
own up or you get disowned
Eyes dried up, I don't cry much
And the gold chain match I touch
Whip gotta match every I fuck, foreign
Y'all niggas 'bout what? Borin'
Bane from it, I from it
I'm raised by it, I'm stained it
for the stars from the darkness
I aim it, now change comin'
Who'd thought a nigga shake somethin'?
All records, I'ma break somethin'
my shit around the graveyard
Y'all fuck and wake somethin'
Mean mug like I hate
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 nigga run in and flippin'
A nigga spendin'
A with 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 give a motherly fuck
Only in us we trust, you fuss we
They rush we bust, adjust, and and flushed 'em
If you don't know my salary is
You 'bout to what a fatality is
What the is
If I know what 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 foul a smile
They would never how mad that he is
They don't ever know pattern he is
He be from Earth 2, or somewhere from out on Saturn he is
Now I'm goin' where no is, some other galaxy shit
But we'd talk about the MAC and the bricks
We takin' on all names, it ain't no more
I'm a up nigga, Cory Kaepernick bitch
I don't know what to you
Niggas they loyal to the soil
But boy I'm to the oil that boil
To with the all you
You cannot avoid it when I'm gonna 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 bitch
I got a nine and click, a high brick
A bottom bitch, I buy them
stick, I'm fly as a bitch, and I give dick
I ride the five, my partner
Shout out the east, we parkin'
I revive, I don't remix
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 an eye on these guys
My third eye give her eyes
The bird eye's keep spy
But I can get your wings deep
Try, try again, keep
All the traffic hours, you a taxi driver, we some
Ever heard of San 49'ers, we some masterminders
Made it to the top just to get sniped from the at the very bottom
Ain't a bitch, man tell me about it
But I ain't trippin', unless the trip is
I sip in
I tried to it beautiful, this shit came out perfect
Let the guns speak for they self, I ain't never a loud person
Walkin' 'round the in the turban
niggas washed up with no detergent
Take your heart and I am not a
Pullin' triggers shower curtains
Ain't got no because my baby sucked it out of me
Me and my whoas in Las Vegas playing the thot
to my goals, expectations like a soccer team
Waiting to exhale only to let out some
let's make a movie, what's a movie without a shower scene?
Treat my semi like an Emmy, need some
me how to count before they taught me how to read
I all my OG's before my ABC's, damn

Lil Wayne]
That's some shit