Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaws

Where my ganstas at, where my at
Where my at, where my killas at
Ya'll motha ready to ride (let's ride)
Ya'll motha fucka's to ride (let's ride)
Family 2002
go
Everybody get prepared and
Cause my palms are sweaty
Armageddon is commin and Dayton is ready, for war
All my soldias tall, fo sho
I'm givin you you've been waiting for, Bootleg!
I need a to bleed in beg, sufferin till the end, the whole world is dead
I'm ready to die, but I'm more for killin,
Anxious and paranoid is the way I'm feelin
Niggas is phony like hobos without
catch me alone so you can whip your straps on
But fuck yall, the day I murdered em' all
Stack em tall like you be da Paul, or stack em at all
you never see me craw, never see me run
In fact the only you see'n is the barrel of the gun
You to let off
Any time getting set off
Take a deep breath and blow your fuckin off
And they got me, said some niggas is just tryin to cop me
Bitin the day stoppa the shit sound slum
There's one Dayton Avenue and one family
And that's all it's ever been and that's all its be
Em'
My objective in this game is triggers for figures
So get prepared for the realist shit you saw
Bootleg is you brining the
The last
(Chorus)
Come on my is you ready to ride
Wit outlaws, outlaws
the last outlaws
Bitch niggas used fo sho
Out Out
Cause we the last outlaws
What bunch of rappers think your for war
Dayton Niggas just walked in the
2002 who's ill as you be prepared because we at you

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