Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Ya Clique ( With Outsidaz )

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

Yo, I'm finally convinced my and innocence
Is a crime in a sense, a fence
bent, dying in agony in a magically event
Outz in a of family presents
Capped in clak smoke, pack toast in a black
To motherfuckers, over lactose
Stay off laced weed
I take cheese, and page in the Bricks
box of Tracies

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Call a go-go
Get up in that ass and wreck shop like 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 duck
up your hands, what?
Nobody on earth could see
I get your shit then peel off Speed Racer

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

Ton}
I hit you bastards raps fast as Jackson's coochie
Your is half mastered, mad average, wack bologna
And if you ever get a deal
You should either OD off skill
Or my reel-to-reel
Most of emcees ain't tight as y'all should be when
I'm tighter than the jeans that hoochie chicks' coochie prints
Outsidaz, we hot as Hell's is
And I'm Slang-iz, my tapes get pumped like gauges

I'm so weeded (How are you?)
I'm so weeded I can freestyle for sixteen (Ha ha ha)
Right off the top, go back to the top
And then it (Ha)
it down on the paper
And still be able to it (Sorry)
I can't read, but I still write to my pen (Uh, uh, dear)
I can't fly, but I float 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 with piercings in more than one ear
Lauryn, Hill?
({Pace won} more than one? IIIllll)
You want me to stop? Here?

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

{Young
Yea
Your girl could suck my chewing Big Red
Till she choke and her wisdom tooth on my dick head
Puff a 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 selling twenty million
Ay your record, nobody buy that
You fell off, and had to take five 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' we, what you expect to see
Death's your destiny, when it's my time for rest in
Bet they find my pistol to me
My is giving ecstasy
Shit I say, like 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

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

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

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