Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'Em All In

[Intro: DJ
I realize you niggas is the objects in the rearview mirror—
You really appear much closer 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 need therapy, I got so big
when they talk crazy I still don't shrink
I'ma black out, Blackson's skin tone
Homie gotta sit for a while back
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 everything I
Whip match every bitch I fuck, foreign
Y'all talkin' 'bout what? Borin'
Bane it, I came from it
I'm raised by it, I'm stained it
for the stars from the darkness
I aim from it, now comin'
have thought a nigga shake somethin'?
All these records, I'ma somethin'
Playin' my shit around the
Y'all fuck around and wake
Mean mug like I hate
Hit the stu' and I ate
rapper 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 nigga spendin'
A with the semi admittin'
Glock is definitive on 'em, iron
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 give a fuck
in us we trust, you fuss we hush
They rush we bust, adjust, and dust and 'em
If you don't know my salary is
You 'bout to know what a is
the reality is
If I don't know what my 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
They never know how mad that he is
don't ever know what pattern he is
He gotta be from Earth 2, or somewhere from out on he is
Now I'm goin' where no gravity is, some galaxy 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 know what to call you
Niggas claimin' they loyal to the
But boy I'm loyal to the oil that
To court the all you
You avoid it when I'm gonna destroy you
Work from the ceiling to make that I fall you
I'm dedicated to this rhyme
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 them
Drivin' stick, I'm fly as a bitch, and I give
I ride the five, my crip
Shout out the east, we parkin'
I just revive, I remix
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 sign
I keep an eye on these
My third eye give her eyes
The eye's view keep spy
But I can get wings deep fried
Try, try again, keep
All the traffic hours, you a taxi driver, we maximizers
Ever heard of San Francisco 49'ers, we masterminders
Made it to the top just to get sniped from the at the very bottom
Ain't that a bitch, man tell me it
But I ain't trippin', the trip 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 been 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
got no soul because my baby sucked it out of me
Me and my whoas in Las Vegas playing the machines
Stick to my goals, expectations like a soccer
Waiting to exhale to let out some steam
Girl let's make a movie, what's a without a shower scene?
Treat my semi like an Emmy, some nominees
Taught me how to count before taught me how to read
I all my OG's before my ABC's, damn

[Outro: Lil
That's some sick