Luyện nghe bài hát The Cook Out

dom pachino, (killa sin)

The out, yo, everybody's invited
Only the shit
(only the righteousness, the bowl kid)
The God (nothing but righteousness)
The (and uplefted)
Yo, it (word up, kid, for real)
(it's a thing, celebrate this shit)

pachino]
It's the big day, rally with
Cars parked up in the
In the trenches the suspenses
Got to make a few get some shit from the pit stop
Build with the God ree on the block
We did our bid together on the sixth
Smoked shit at rec time to keep our mind's in
Spoke to sin on the bowl phone
Wanted me to him right quick, before we zoned
Hit medina, my spot's blown
in your galaxy, the gods is known
From war to shattering bones and star domes
off, blow your clone off, and take the crowd home
To the cook out, digital out
On the look out for the scout
With a cookie out, snatch up
I-95, he knew the
Unified a buck, in a war
The God up as usual
New l.p. shaking the rear
Slowly the gate
the God degree
To see my fam together as one, it me happy

Chorus: 9 (2x)

Events like this my family tight
Despite the mics, minds think alike
We ayalite, be a life, so, we could see the
Recite the book of life, the book of life

Aiyyo, to be exact, it's the God dead, a
Nice and hot, fastest ass on the
That's we peeped out
Coming through with some phat shit to out
On our way to the big day, where our whole at
From the grandmas to the stars
Parlaying and having a fantastic
Hanging out, cooking out, smoking out of my
with the gods niece that I knew
Back from knowledge culture
Apartment 3-g, sitting with me
Gradually, analyzing the sunshine over the
And the seeds up tremendously
Fast before your eyes
Next thing you know they on

[killa
All my life a for this, a day of pure bliss
Celebrate it with a kiss, twist a daq' a
Way back, to the broke days, rocking
That was okay, but not good enough for mrs.
Damn, I used to love her common
Not enough to understand the bond woman and a man
I hunger, I guess because I was younger back then
Plus the fact I packing no meat
A fat kid, hungry for some action daily
So I played laser tag with real
Suicide perhaps a by the black fence
Intense, my flashed a dipped in '96
Yo, I'm on now, soldiers of the dark', hit
Plus some shit, regardless, I it that way
Growing the earth like a garden
no more this kid is famished
Awaiting for the day that me
The of the gods and the planets, we planning understanding
God damn, it feels good to have a meal that's untampered with
Landing in the wheelchair, lamping poppa tracks about
Pants off his ass, little children running wild in the grass
foul, form a line for this fool,
Settle down for there's a jewel in the

(chorus: 2x)

beretta 9

Kid, up