Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Ya Clique ( With Outsidaz )

{Pace
your 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 lip, rush ya clique, what?
Outz in the tearing things up
Crush your chick, touch your trick,
Outz in the area tearing 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 of family presents
Capped in smoke, pack toast in a black coat
To roast motherfuckers, lactose
skeed off laced weed
I cheese, and page trees in the Bricks
box of Tracies

{Pace
Call a go-go
Get up in ass and wreck shop like colon cancer
Hit it from the back, bitch can't her pants up
Once for my cock, for my block,
I got it locked 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 peel off like Speed

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

Ton}
I hit you bastards raps fast as Jackson's coochie
Your raps is half mastered, mad average, bologna
And if you wanna get a deal
You should either OD off skill
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 get pumped like twelve gauges

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

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

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

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, it's my time for rest in peace
Bet they my pistol next to me
My dick is giving
Shit I say, like leprosy
I'm on a quest to be, the emcee
recklessly, cock the weaponry
Lay you on your back like Lei Wulong Tekken 3
Yo follow, never me

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

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

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