Luyện nghe bài hát Outta Town Shit

I'm six foot two and a
shoes on make it three even
Been shot but I'm breathing
niggaz back to Pittsburgh
With they wrapped up no lie
See that's what when slugs fly
Doves cry a thug dies
It rain if you're a love guy
Glocks we tote 'em in belong pawn shops where we 'em
And going in we let the fiends 'em
aliases, no driver's license or socials
But we cold shit, so many hammers left the clerk speechless
my niggaz is dirty
Rollin' smoke in the back seat sippin' orange
Blackstreet, suede wallets, Wallabees
Pea soup Clarks, music blastin', with the whip in park
Bodies for lunch, eat those
Old school guns is like old albums, clean 'em and keep goin'

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

Like one day right over a powerful dice in Minnesota
We hit the mall up for
Slid, in words bounce, tip the chauffeur
To get cheddar cheese back we lost from earlier
Get back the dices shaking, stretching my arm Troy Aikman
What's in the bank? Nigga what? Twelve grand 'em
No little on the floor roll 'em
what I do (sounds of dice shaking)
Six 'em girls, hit his
I'm a show that motherfucker he fish
Pound cake, beat bitch
Holy smoke! I admire your
Two fours and a five, they all and he smiled
But me, yea I threw my twelve on the ground
the dice, blew on 'em
Passed off the other thirty five thou, I'm 'em
Nigga move shoot 'em, what's that? You a five?
or better y'all, I'm taking all side bets! Everybody spread out!
Watch the magic that my pretty hand let out
My roll was one two four, picked 'em up
Somebody screamed out, "Tony Starks for the dust off!"
I'm like no I'm headed for the gun store
Punch you in your motherfuckin' face Spongebob
Watched his face when he aced, the got quiet
Bowled twenty forty times, my arm got tired
hit a point, not even a deuce
Took a of my man's goose
Anything just to give me a boost
out came a wonderful six
Holy shit! Stack that
Yo Trife Dies snatch fuckin' cream quick
was one one six, one sixteen point C
And I don't care about no motherfuckin' Green
He out, he pointed at me, I pointed at him
My main man at them
They their guns out and pointed at him
And crazy they was coming in

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

This just in, breaking
in Downtown Minnesota, a tragic shootout occurred at 5:23 pm
An alleged witness things went haywire over a dice game
Two black were shot in their buttocks
Leaving one critically
Two others were pronounced dead on the scene
At a nearby hospital, New York men are recovering
In stable but are being held under police supervision at this time
For on the coverage
Theodore TV, is Dusty Williams signing off
Now back to Tony Starks already in