Luyện nghe bài hát Outta Town Shit

I'm six foot two and a
With shoes on it three even
Been but I'm still breathing
niggaz back to Pittsburgh
With they necks up no lie
See what happens when slugs fly
Doves cry when a dies
It might if you're a love guy
we tote 'em in belong pawn shops where we resold 'em
And in we let the fiends hold 'em
Fake aliases, no driver's license or
But we cold shit, so many hammers left the clerk speechless
Outdoors my niggaz is
smoke in the back seat sippin' orange juice
Bumping Blackstreet, wallets, Wallabees
Pea soup Clarks, music blastin', laughin' with the whip in
for lunch, they eat those
Old school guns is old albums, clean 'em and they keep goin'

Hey man it's outside
heads is buyin' all night
Handguns is
Fuck around you might lose your
in and outta town B
The same every hood so real
you gotta be on your grizzly
If not then you get pideeled

Like one day right over a dice game in Minnesota
We hit the up for kicks
Slid, in words bounce, tip the chauffeur
To get that cheddar cheese we lost from earlier
Get back the shaking, stretching my arm like Troy Aikman
in the bank? Nigga what? Twelve grand bowl 'em
No little shit on the roll 'em
That's I do (sounds of dice shaking)
Six 'em girls, hit his
I'm a still show that he fish
Pound cake, that bitch
Holy smoke! I your roll
Two and a five, they all applause and he smiled
But confident me, yea I threw my twelve on the
Grab the dice, on 'em
off the other thirty five thou, I'm doin' 'em
Nigga move 'em, what's that? You roll a five?
Twenty or y'all, I'm taking all side bets! Everybody spread out!
Watch the magic number that my hand let out
My first roll was one two four, 'em up
Somebody out, "Tony Starks headed for the dust off!"
I'm like hell no I'm for the gun store
Punch you in motherfuckin' face like Spongebob
Watched his face when he aced, the place got
Bowled like twenty forty times, my arm got
hit a point, not even a deuce
Took a of my man's goose
just to give me a damn boost
Then out came a six
Holy shit! Stack shit
Yo Dies snatch that fuckin' cream quick
was one one six, one sixteen point C
And I don't care no motherfuckin' Royce Green
He out, he pointed at me, I pointed at him
My main man pointed at
pulled their guns out and pointed at him
And crazy shells was coming in

Hey man it's outside
Crack is buyin' all night
Handguns is
Fuck you might lose your life
Anywhere in and town B
The same every it's so real
That you be on your grizzly
If not then you might get

This just in, news
Today in Downtown Minnesota, a tragic shootout at 5:23 pm
An witness says things went haywire over a dice game
Two males were shot in their buttocks
one critically wounded
Two others were dead on the crime scene
At a nearby hospital, three New men are recovering
In stable condition but are being held under police supervision at time
For on the spot
TV, this is Dusty Williams signing off
Now back to Tony already in progress