Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Ya Clique ( With Outsidaz )

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your lip, rush 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 chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing up

Yo, I'm finally my kindness and innocence
Is a crime in a sense, climbing a
Diagonally bent, in agony in a magically event
Outz in a of family presents
Capped in smoke, pack toast in a black coat
To motherfuckers, over lactose
Stay off laced weed
I take cheese, and trees in the Bricks
Rolling box of

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Call a go-go
Get up in that ass and wreck like colon cancer
Hit it from the back, bitch can't her pants up
for my cock, twice for my block,
I got it locked like
Pacer got a razor, get you and man cut
Swing a you can't duck
Throw up hands, what?
on earth could see Pacer
I get shit then peel off like Speed Racer

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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 tearing things up

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I hit you bastards raps as Janet Jackson's coochie
Your is half mastered, mad average, wack bologna
And if you wanna get a deal
You should either OD off skill
Or my reel-to-reel
of y'all emcees ain't tight as y'all should be when
I'm tighter than the jeans that show hoochie 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 still write to my pen (Uh, uh, dear)
I can't fly, but I still on cement clouds (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 piercings in more than one ear
Lauryn, huh?
({Pace There's more than one? IIIllll)
You want me to stop? Here?

{Pace
Bust your lip, ya clique, what?
in the area tearing things up
Crush your chick, 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, your trick, what?
Outz in the tearing things up

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Yea
Your girl could my dick chewing Big Red
Till she and scrape her wisdom tooth on my dick head
Puff a tray bag, Outz pay cabs
Bust a A-rab, front on us up eighth Ave
Yea, we all of the a
What be the
We selling million albums
Ay your record, ain't nobody buy
You off, and had to take your 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' with we, what you to see
Death's destiny, when it's my time for rest in peace
Bet they find my pistol to me
My is giving ecstasy
I say, spread like leprosy
I'm on a quest to be, the best
Living recklessly, cock the
Lay you on back like Lei Wulong from Tekken 3
Yo follow, question me

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

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

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