Luyện nghe bài hát Out The Gate

(Blaze)
Allow me to myself
I'm Colton Grundy, in bitch
No need to excuse
A strange, and yeah, I'm kind of a horrible sight
But I milk bitches titties, like a milk this mic
I get right, ain't nobody getting shit
'Cause I'm get so right, ain't gonna be nothing left to get
Out cold, but I got the balance, with even
'Cause if my talents don't provide, I got a gat under the seat (and real)
Too raw for some of to feel
But that's just life, the cards and deal
And the keep spinnin'
Ho's catching too many feelin's
And too many men are turning into
That the world we live in,
the that I sit and spit in
And squeeze my ass where I can fit in, so just
Because I would waste your time
But if you lend me your ear, then I promise to blow you're

(Chorus)
I'm out the gate (Busted open)
Lay your money down (Put your on that ice)
Put some volume on sound
Out the gate, make no mistake, the chain is
And the link's the only that's been holding me together
I'm out the (Busted wide open)
Lay your money (put your drink on that ice)
Put some volume on that
(If you ain't to party)
Show ass to the door
(Man if you ain't to party)
Then what the you here for

Better not be drama, I hate tight
Cut that ass like a director, and you like a re-write
Ain't nobody playing, filleting ya like a
So your own, and go attend to your drink, and your bitch
Cause it's Sid the DJ, is spinning right
In him seven, eight of beers, inside the Everclear
Got me far from friendly,
like you to push emotion on me
your new found enemy (better let it be)
I came to drink and ball (you're me)
Talking shit your breath, little boy
I like bitches, or dudes that imitate 'em
So acting like a female, and speak up player

(Break x2)
So what you do, and why you looking at me?
So many girls in the house, with fine asses and
Let me see you shake that ass, and a hip for me (Come on)
Let me see you shake ass, and break a hip for me (Yeah)

(Chorus)
I'm out the gate (Busted open)
Lay your money down (Put your drink on ice)
Put volume on that sound
Out the gate make no mistake, the is severed
And the link's the thing that's been holding me together
I'm out the gate (Busted open)
Lay your money down (Put drink on that ice)
Put some on that sound
(If you come to party)
Show that ass to the
(Man if you ain't to party)
Then the hell you here for?

They call me Grim fresh, I'm like the of the crop
The shit that on the bottom and just rise to the top
Too of ya'll sound the same
While my style is infinity and uncapable to
Off the chain and a short
Serving you salty on the and a two piece (soaked in chicken grease)
What it is, what it be
You bark like a big dog, but see
How many bites, it takes to break skin
Well man, I'll break
other rappers let go to their head, and wind up dead in a nightclub somewhere
Anywhere, nothin' but thugs in here

(Chorus)
I'm out the gate (Busted open)
Lay your money down (Put your drink on ice)
Put some volume on sound
(If you ain't to party)
Show that ass to the
(Man if you come to party)
Then the hell you here for?
Let me see you shake ass, and break a hip for me (Come on)
Let me see you that ass, and break a hip for me (Yeah)

(Repeat end)