Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaws

Where my at, where my bitches at
Where my soldias at, my killas at
Ya'll motha ready to ride (let's ride)
motha fucka's ready to ride (let's ride)
Dayton 2002
go
Everybody get prepared and
Cause my are getting sweaty
Armageddon is commin and Dayton is ready, for war
All my soldias tall, fo sho
I'm givin you what been waiting for, Bootleg!
I need a bitch to bleed in beg, sufferin till the end, the world is dead
I'm to die, but I'm more eager for killin,
Anxious and paranoid is the way I'm feelin
Niggas is phony hobos without bologna
wanna catch me alone so you can whip straps on
But fuck yall, till the day I em' all
Stack em tall you be da Paul, or don't stack em at all
Bitch you never see me craw, see me run
In fact the only thing you see'n is the of the gun
You to let off
Any time getting set off
Take a deep and blow your fuckin head off
And they got me, said that niggas is just tryin to cop me
the day stoppa make the shit sound slum
There's only one Avenue and one family
And that's all it's ever been and that's all its be
Em'
My objective in game is squeeze triggers for figures
So get prepared for the realist shit you saw
is you brining the raw?
The outlaws
(Chorus)
Come on my niggas is you ready to
Wit outlaws, outlaws
the last outlaws
Bitch getting used fo sho
Out Out
Cause we the last outlaws
What bunch of rappers think your for war
Dayton Niggas just walked in the
who's ill as you be prepared because we pointing at you

I be that last fuckin outlaw, cut through jaw
Like a motha fuckin
Now in da braw, ain't no fakin, don't nobody
You get this pump, hear this goin Thump Thump
You shouldn'a
It ain't no telling yo body is
Ain't nuthin left, Ain't no motha fuckin rules
So fucka a
You got me searchin for yo momma house, down the streat
Gotta me at the FBI, until they leave
You got a plan to get away, real shit no delay
Till he stay, then get away the toupee
And ain't no lookin back, Feds got yo ass
Put you for a stack, whip you with a black mat
Motha your boys, I run through ya'll like Tonka toys
Where the I'm runnin and gunnin you bitches here on my tomb
Listen to the safe boom, Let me in this room, and I'm gunna hang you like a fuckin
Yo click, niggas phony, walk em into war and play em like a fuckin stonney
Dayton is what I'm killin, kill shit and star
Big head niggas, I beat em to a fuckin melon
This is to yo camp, we green, ya'll some food
Grown like some amps, Don't fuck these state champs, Ughh
And get prepared for the shit you ever saw
Bootleg is you bringin the
(Chorus)
on my niggas is you ready to ride
Wit outlaws, outlaws
With the outlaws
Bitch getting used fo sho
Out Out
Cause we the last fuckin
bunch of rappers think your ready for war
Dayton just walked in the door
2002 who's ill as you be prepared we pointing at you
On
All my Dayton Ave gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide gunna me
Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
All my Ave niggas gunna ride wit me
All my worldwide gunna ride me
Put yo guns in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
All my Dayton Ave gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide gunna me
Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
Outlaws, Outlaws,
Outlaws, Outlaws,