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 fucka's ready to (let's ride)
Family 2002
go
Everybody get prepared and
Cause my are getting sweaty
Armageddon is commin and Dayton is ready, for war
All my stand tall, fo sho
I'm you what you've been waiting for, Bootleg!
I need a bitch to bleed in beg, sufferin till the end, the world is dead
I'm ready to die, but I'm eager for killin,
Anxious and is describing the way I'm feelin
Niggas is phony hobos without bologna
wanna catch me so you can whip your straps on
But fuck yall, the day I murdered 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 the only thing you see'n is the barrel of the gun
You to let off
Any time getting set off
Take a breath and blow your fuckin head off
And they got me, said that some niggas is just to cop me
Bitin the day stoppa make the sound slum
There's only one Dayton Avenue and one
And that's all it's ever been and all its gunna be
Em'
My objective in this game is squeeze for figures
So get prepared for the realist shit you saw
Bootleg is you brining the
The outlaws
(Chorus)
Come on my niggas is you to ride
Wit outlaws, outlaws
With the last
Bitch niggas getting fo sho
Out Out
Cause we the last fuckin
What bunch of rappers think your for war
Dayton Niggas walked in the door
who's ill as you be prepared 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 this pump, hear gage goin Thump Thump
You shouldn'a
It ain't no telling where yo is
Ain't left, Ain't no motha fuckin rules nigga
So a breath
You got me for yo momma house, right down the streat
Gotta me bustin at the FBI, 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 Fuck your boys, I run through ya'll Tonka toys
Where the gat? I'm runnin and gunnin you here on my tomb
Listen to the safe boom, Let me in this room, and I'm gunna 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, shit and star bettin
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 with these state champs, Ughh
And get prepared for the realist you ever saw
Bootleg is you bringin the
(Chorus)
Come on my niggas is you to ride
Wit outlaws, outlaws
With the last
niggas getting used fo sho
Out Out
Cause we the last outlaws
What bunch of rappers your ready for war
Dayton Niggas just walked in the
2002 ill as you be prepared because we pointing at you
On
All my Dayton Ave niggas ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide gunna me
Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
All my Dayton Ave niggas 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 niggas worldwide ride me
Put yo guns in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
Outlaws, Outlaws,
Outlaws, Outlaws,