Luyện nghe bài hát Out Here

Chip, Lex Luger, My nigga i'm out here, F*ck me

1]
Makin' these moves trynna get bread
Before i lose, Bi*ch im at head
Take a nap bi*tch, right up off neck
Y'all niggas play round were im at
i'm from Cleveland, heartless killers
everyone nigga mind yo business
Niggas come through and leavin no witness
don't get set up by grimy ass bitches
nobody really know where chip is
until i pull up in something
on 4s, we ain't hittin' no switches
these ain't out yet, you can't get
Bout' to put them new in them 6s
Sitting up high a Mack truck
Got hammer on me
Hoe ass better back up
I'm out here, as f*ck
with the 40 cal. tucked, f*ck yo luck
Now i'm drive and she gon' shoot
Her aim is tight so you better duck
And we laughing all the way to bank, cause shit is
Cop a crib and decorate that bitch, with money
She intrigued by them
That lexus, that benz, gave her to get
in my hotel, blowing weed, blowing d*ck
That's my of chick, I ain't gotta plead with this bitch
She ain't on none of that corny ass shit
we're living this shit for real
Got stacks on deck, see 100 mill
I ain't showin' no love, I ain't cuttin' no
Get out my face, when you see a nigga,
When you come to the show, put your up high
We up in this, so we extra
They me the truth, cause a nigga no lie
Hold up two up when a ride by

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Nigga i'm out
We it shining
You of it
I'm out here f*ck with me on the freeway, 50
I'm out i'm dolo, got bread now
no hoe, i'm out here.
Nigga i'm out here, i'm out here

2]
Hey boo don't do i do
do what i say do, OK boo?
Dont' try to play me and i play you
You buck-50 on the freeway
6-50 ??? no roof, me n' my smokin'
DVD watchin' "Coming to America",
Nigga we
Got leather the wood, and the screens on glow
24s my nigga, we it
Cell phone there ain't nobody seen me in a minute
Nigga my is mostly glass
So you can see a here livin'
4 or 5 guns and blunts gettin'
Yall niggas doin' just chillin
I in the front, walk in the club
Hittin the
Nigga how we live for real
No lines i ain't need to stunt
Roll up
In VIP, just me and these
Not a f*ck who in this bitch
Me, i got killers up in here
St. niggas up in here though
You know, we got bread to blow
??? bitch, I'm hotter than Mexico
So tell a bad bitch, me head fo sho
Nigga this Chip, better my name
Trynna stack my bread, stay up in the game
Trynna fuck these, make them tat my
Send a bitch, give her no change
Should be a pleasure, with a boss
If you dont choose me, thats your loss
good, nigga Benihana with strip sauce
Know mad, hoe stays pissed off
Me and my bitch tatted outside
Smokin' that shit that make you loose yo
Swear to god this young nigga, is gon'
F*ck you all up, nigga i'm gettin'

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Chip, Lex Luger.