Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaws

[fatal -
O.n.s. in mother fucker
We got the plague in mother fucker
The in this mother fucker

[verse 1 -
Around these
You these hot glocks
Cock you drop
All you wanna-be
You don't see shots
I deep with the police
Beat the streets do to me
all new to me
I'll creep on you puberty
You don't see the bad image
Of this
here to east crems
Through state with a sentence
Frozen weight in a
Six plates to ya
On due we cruise
Right by the state
When I'm with sal
I start thinkin al
Ricardi my body
At the rink I wow
I bag a or two
but a shotty for you
I got more than drew
I drink mine or new
your crew
This type of shit we do for a hobby
Fuck the whole
fatal dawg against everybody (it's on)
Better be once this shit you never fuckin heard
Outlaw, outlaw, we these breaks
That shit we don't got be that we gotta take

2 - merciless x]
It's the x
malcolm
Black as a
How many shots I left in your chest
I countin
But back exploded (blaw!)
I episoded, the weapon loaded
Let the next
Get with this merciless omen
The coldest crome to dome
Sewn and holdin own
Let the barrel my ferocity
Twist spacious
For haters me
Make your an atrocity
Break you down
Only doctors see, what the be
through your armor
Bustin my two through school of piranhas
My soldiers disapprove of your
We close captives, no
Let the solve it
in this evolution
We shootin and

- fatal]
Pass the
And let me it in the air (air)
bust, cowards fall
Niggaz don't care (care)
To my lord I
We ain't playin fair (fair)
On the streets you can't
the outlawz there
I know it's rainin on your block (nigga)
You can't it
And you're prayin for it to nigga (nigga)
You of did it
On a crash course of death (yeah, death)
Still on the streets (yeah)
Cause we the ones left

[verse 3 - mac
I take thug shit seriously
Bought gats with dope money
Atf can't fuck me
My be
All there
I'm my crotch
henne nigga
You're or you're not
life my life
It stop
never too hot
And when I die I greet haze with
crazy californians
Postin bout six in the
On a to take the breath of my opponent
Them alls live
My cousins invite guns in crib
Honey I'm
Now nigga gone
Your sing them songs
Like baritones to the
I saw her, I dumped on her
Like I to
Now tell me what's without a mob year
And tell me what's a without a witness
I only fuck with savages, soldiers, and
From c.a. to n.j. mac be outlaws

4 - fatal]
Vocally
Your ain't got enough
To go to clip
When we shootin out on the
I'm untouchable
I'll blast
Chest through back with kastro
Oh you ain't
What the fuck you walkin so for?
Is you with me or me
Don't run up on me and me
To have your ass bagged
Like a mother empty
And simply of dogs
We gets a real
Let me borrow bitch
And watch me go and chill her
On a no lie
Go me and die
Baby gated like a
On the side of me with a
me
This shit makes circumstances much more
My murderous
Got shorties mischievous
em is the easiest
The hard part is dealin the fact
I made it through rap
And gotta go back to
Cause niggaz be illin
Wantin money for a shoot or
But you get nothin but murder I be shootin somethin

[fatal -
Yeah, we doubt y'all we outlaws
You better breakin it all
Tappin your and your jaw
In one swing
x, fatal hussein, nigga
This ain't no
We your whole frame
Word is born, all y'all niggaz better
I a chain of blood stains
Represent, hesitant
All we out for is fuckin presidents
What? hah, what? yeah, it ain't hard to
Out with storm and it's on
Droppin like vietnam
you niggaz want?
Fatal hussein all
You niggaz better know we
And my word, pentagon
And I'm in on