Luyện nghe bài hát Out There

Hey me a beer man
you go
Man that been standing on the same goddamn spot
Slagin' that about the last 4-5 days man
Wit the same clothes on, ain't even home yet

I even think so I wonder if he smoking or selling
shit he had to be smoking or snortin' something
To up for them 4-5

Naw, I heard he shot man
For
the reason why he probably can't go home
Yeah, you know like what you call been to man
I that's the nigga, he suppose to be frontin' his money to

That's why the police been drivin' so hard
Yeah, burning the up man, yeah
Yeah, we might need to gone 528-CASH
That nigga ass and him on in

We need to man to that little change man
Get some mo beers or
Yeah, we do that

Need to hurry up and gone, turn that nigga ass in man
This neighborhood probably a bit safer man
A bit more
Atleast for us or somthing

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket of chips
for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigs
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, full of chips
Watchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz
me some grip, playa can ya dig?

Project Pat a that's down for his crown man
If ass step I'ma be downtown man
4th floor man that's if I get caught man
Push me to the edge so it really my fault man

See I gotta die man, don't you try man
Enemies gone bleed once, I let these fly man
gonna cry man, I like to get high man
Niggas passing plates snortin' line line man

I to get mine man, robbing was the crime man
That a nigga did but I done serve my man
Put all behind man, get out on the grind man
Slang some of this dope in the or my ride man

See I ain't a fool man, fuck to you man
Why you in my grill? And you knowin' we ain't man
ain't a duck man, see I know waz up man
Get up off my like a motherfucking slut man

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, full of chips
Watchin' for the pigs, splitin' wigs
me some grip, playa can ya dig?

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of
for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigs
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya

Where I'm from man, ain't no
Only on a doggs ass if his ass don't get on the grind
Doin' time help a out to clear up my head
Use to have a and a knife that was by my bed

It was said I would end up dead in the streets
But the streets is the only thang I see payin' me quarter key
Servin' rockin' to the shake slangin' guns slangin' TV's
Man, I'm tryin' to make all I can my puncho at a hoes house

Get her drunk, her to the back, put dick in her mouth
the front door unlocked, my nig turn the radio
Pull the car up the yard, cleaning out the hoe
You should know that a really ain't for me

I just got out the tentary to get my feet
Get the cheese off the merchandise, went a bought a
Nigga , please you say you don't steal I'ma it real

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of
for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigs
Stackin' me some grip, can ya dig?

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, full of chips
Watchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz
me some grip, playa can ya dig?

Hataz like to get a twisted in that bullshita
And game splita I'm also a wig your ass getta
Shoot up by the 9 mila, cap I drilla
When fucking with nigga the chrome trigga

Shall regulate a punk a bullet hit ya
I'm zoned of that brown you need
To get ya nose outta niggas biz quit rumors
Like a motherfucking punk bitch, my is the bed
For a kidnapped victim, hollow point hit pull out my gun
Your hands, you get up in the air

Ah, because you came to me in error, don't wanna ya
See you have manifest in I know these bullets
Will pop your shit off like a meleon, let's it up man
Fuck man who you tellin' it's armagedeon the Memphis crack
We sellin' you, pass me the potent is what they yellin'

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of
Watchin' for the pigs, splitin' wigs
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, full of chips
Watchin' for the pigs, splitin' wigs
me some grip, playa can ya dig?

to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket of chips
Watchin' for the pigs, hataz wigs
Stackin' me grip, playa can ya dig?
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