Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Ya Clique ( With Outsidaz )

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

Yo, I'm finally convinced my kindness and
Is a in a sense, climbing a fence
Diagonally bent, dying in in a magically event
Outz in a fear of family
in clak smoke, pack toast in a black coat
To roast motherfuckers, over
Stay off laced weed
I take cheese, and page in the Bricks
box of Tracies

{Pace
a go-go dancer
Get up in that ass and wreck shop colon cancer
Hit it from the back, can't hold her pants up
Once for my cock, for my block,
I got it like handcuffs
Pacer got a razor, get you and man cut
Swing a blow you can't
Throw up your hands,
Nobody on earth could see
I get your shit then off like Speed Racer

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

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

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

Won}
Bust your lip, rush ya clique,
Outz in the area tearing 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 area things up
your chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing up

Zee}
Yea
Your could suck my dick chewing Big Red
Till she choke and her wisdom tooth on my dick head
Puff a tray bag, never pay cabs
Bust a A-rab, on taking us up eighth Ave
Yea, we all of the a
What be the
We selling million albums
Ay your record, ain't buy that
You fell off, and had to your five mic
And push a Withe Ac, a bike rack

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

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

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

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