Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'Em All In

[Intro: DJ
I realize you niggas is the objects in the rearview mirror—
You really much closer 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 play my wave
Know what? Let 'em all
I don't therapy, I got so big
Even they talk crazy I still don't shrink
black out, Michael Blackson's skin tone
Homie gotta sit for a while home
Hotline bling if you get his
Gotta own up or you get
Eyes up, I don't really cry much
And the gold match everything I touch
Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck,
Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout Borin'
Bane from it, I came it
I'm by it, I'm stained from it
Shot for the stars from the
I aim from it, now comin'
Who'd have a nigga shake somethin'?
All these records, I'ma somethin'
Playin' my shit the graveyard
Y'all around and wake somethin'
Mean mug like I hate
Hit the stu' and I ate
Great or a great hustler
Promise you I die a somethin'

[Verse 2: Cory
And I am beginnin' and
A run in kickin' and flippin'
A nigga spendin'
A nigga the semi admittin'
Glock is on 'em, iron Emmys
Got an eye on 'em
Still on niggas more than any one of you
We knuck if we buck, if you my we up
If not, I don't give a fuck
Only in us we trust, you we hush
They we bust, adjust, and dust and flushed 'em
If you don't what my salary is
You 'bout to know what a is
What the is
If I know what my calories is
Then nine out of ten
You never 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 ever know what pattern he is
He be from Earth 2, or somewhere from out on Saturn he is
Now I'm goin' where no gravity is, some other shit
But we'd talk about the MAC and the bricks
We takin' on all names, it ain't no more
I'm a stand up nigga, Cory bitch
I know what to call you
Niggas they loyal to the soil
But boy I'm loyal to the oil boil
To with the all you
You cannot avoid it when I'm gonna you
from the ceiling to make sure that I fall you
I'm dedicated to rhyme shit
S double, the militia gang, they don't ever try bitch
I got a and click, a high been brick
A bottom bitch, I buy thick
Drivin' stick, I'm fly as a bitch, and I dick
I the five, my partner crip
Shout out the east, we parkin'
I just revive, I 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 keep an eye on guys
My third eye give her eyes
The bird eye's keep spy
But I can get wings deep fried
Try, try again, tryin'
All the traffic hours, you a driver, we some maximizers
Ever heard of San Francisco 49'ers, we masterminders
Made it to the top just to get sniped from the floor at the bottom
Ain't that a bitch, man me about it
But I ain't trippin', unless the is private
I sip in
I to make it beautiful, this shit came out perfect
Let the guns speak for they self, I ain't never been a person
Walkin' 'round the house in the
These niggas washed up with no
Take heart and I am not a surgeon
Pullin' triggers like shower
Ain't got no soul my baby sucked it out of me
Me and my in Las Vegas playing the thot machines
Stick to my goals, expectations a soccer team
Waiting to exhale only to let out steam
let's make a movie, what's a movie without a shower scene?
Treat my semi like an Emmy, some nominees
me how to count before they taught me how to read
I knew all my OG's my ABC's, damn

[Outro: Lil
That's some shit