Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Ya Clique ( With Outsidaz )

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your lip, rush ya clique, what?
Outz in the tearing things up
Crush chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area things up (Sing it with me!)
your lip, rush ya clique, what?
Outz in the area things up
Crush your chick, touch trick, what?
Outz in the tearing things up

Yo, I'm finally convinced my kindness and
Is a in a sense, climbing a fence
Diagonally bent, dying in agony in a event
Outz in a fear of presents
Capped in clak smoke, pack toast in a coat
To roast motherfuckers, lactose
skeed off laced weed
I take cheese, and page trees in the
box of Tracies

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a go-go dancer
Get up in that ass and wreck shop like colon
Hit it from the back, bitch can't hold her up
for my cock, twice for my block,
I got it locked handcuffs
got a razor, get you and your man cut
Swing a you can't duck
Throw up your hands,
Nobody on earth could see
I get your shit then peel off like Racer

Won}
Bust your lip, ya clique, what?
Outz in the area tearing up
Crush your chick, touch trick, what?
Outz in the area things up (Sing it with me!)
Bust your lip, rush ya clique,
Outz in the area tearing up
your chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing up

{Slang
I hit you bastards raps fast as Janet coochie
raps is half mastered, mad average, wack bologna
And if you ever wanna get a
You should OD off skill pills
Or my reel-to-reel
Most of emcees ain't tight as y'all should be when
I'm than the jeans that show hoochie chicks' coochie prints
Outsidaz, we hot as flames is
And I'm Slang-iz, my tapes get pumped like gauges

I'm so (How weeded are you?)
I'm so I can freestyle for sixteen bars (Ha ha ha)
off the top, then go back to the top
And then it (Ha)
Write it down on the
And still be able to it (Sorry)
I can't read, but I write to my pen pals (Uh, uh, dear)
I can't fly, but I still on cement clouds (Whee!)
I can't see cause my eyes been gouged out
I been down with the Outz for ten years
({Pace So dunn, here?)
Some weird kids with piercings in more one ear
Lauryn, huh?
({Pace There's more than one? IIIllll)
What? You want me to stop?

Won}
Bust your lip, ya clique, what?
Outz in the area things up
Crush chick, touch your trick, what?
in the area tearing things up (Sing it with me!)
Bust lip, rush ya clique, what?
Outz in the tearing things up
Crush your chick, touch your trick,
in the area tearing things up

{Young
Yea
girl could suck my dick chewing Big Red
Till she choke and scrape her tooth on my dick head
a tray bag, Outz never pay cabs
Bust a A-rab, on taking us up eighth Ave
Yea, we all of the a
What be the
We twenty million albums
Ay record, ain't nobody buy that
You fell off, and had to your five mic
And push a Ac, with a bike rack

the A, the X, the E
Why pay for ass, if I can sex for
F' with we, what you to see
Death's your destiny, when my time for rest in peace
Bet find my pistol next to me
My dick is ecstasy
Shit I say, spread leprosy
I'm on a quest to be, the emcee
recklessly, cock the weaponry
Lay you on your back Lei Wulong from Tekken 3
Yo follow, question me

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Bust your lip, ya clique, what?
Outz in the area tearing up
Crush your chick, your trick, what?
Outz in the tearing things up (Sing it with me!)
Bust lip, rush ya clique, what?
in the area tearing things up
Crush chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area things up

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yo
Bust your lip, ya clique, what?
Crush your chick, touch trick, what?
Snuff your bitch, crush whip, what?
Outz in the area tearing up

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