Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Ya Clique ( With Outsidaz )

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

Yo, I'm finally my kindness and innocence
Is a crime in a sense, climbing a
Diagonally bent, dying in agony in a event
Outz in a fear of family
Capped in smoke, pack toast in a black coat
To motherfuckers, over lactose
Stay skeed off weed
I cheese, and page trees 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, bitch can't her pants up
Once for my cock, for my block,
I got it locked like
got a razor, get you and your man cut
Swing a blow you can't
Throw up your hands,
on earth could see Pacer
I get your shit then peel off like Racer

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

{Slang
I hit you raps fast as Janet Jackson's coochie
Your raps is half mastered, mad average, wack
And if you wanna get a deal
You either OD off skill pills
Or my reel-to-reel
Most of y'all emcees ain't tight as y'all be when
I'm tighter than the jeans show hoochie chicks' coochie prints
Outsidaz, we hot as flames is
And I'm Slang-iz, my tapes get like twelve 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 repeat it (Ha)
Write it on the paper
And be able to read it (Sorry)
I can't read, but I write to my pen pals (Uh, uh, dear)
I fly, but I still float on cement clouds (Whee!)
I see cause my eyes already been gouged out
I been down with the for ten thou-sand years
({Pace So dunn, here?)
Some weird kids with piercings in more one ear
Lauryn, Hill?
({Pace won} There's more one? IIIllll)
What? You me to stop? Here?

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

{Young
Yea
Your girl could suck my chewing Big Red
Till she and scrape her wisdom tooth on my dick head
Puff a bag, Outz never pay cabs
a A-rab, front on taking us up eighth Ave
Yea, we all of the a
be the outcome?
We selling million albums
Ay record, ain't nobody buy that
You fell off, and had to take your mic
And a Withe Ac, with a bike rack

the A, the X, the E
Why pay for ass, if I can sex for
F' with we, you expect to see
Death's your destiny, when it's my time for in peace
Bet they my pistol next to me
My is giving ecstasy
Shit I say, spread leprosy
I'm on a quest to be, the emcee
recklessly, cock the weaponry
Lay you on your back like Lei from Tekken 3
Yo follow, never me

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

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

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