Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaws

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

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