Luyện nghe bài hát Hide Out Or Ride Out

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I a load you get served I ain't to be joked with
Buster get smoked with, you provoke it
I explode it, unload it, reload it, again and
Put clip in, 50 Shots to win I can't lose its Impossible
Plus I got a Chopper 50 bout to be droppin' you
I be bout straight hittin' the beef kicker the set
the set and leave a beef kicker wet
Jet off the scene with the Fighters
Red Dot Sighers, all week Flighters
I'ma get 'cha ya least expect it
Cock the Glock check it, a can't protect it boy
Is ya I leave yo set wetty
Slugs flyin' high got ya body heavy
Ya can't move, ya got now ya stuck
Left wet on the set, tell yo to pick ya up
Out cold, head swole, drove
I know Fa'sho you ain't test me no more
Yo block tore, yo Family in clothes
You got blowed, and in yo chest is many
goes, A Lot of rounds of Ammo
I show how Uptown drove
Ya fake boy, me and my did it to ya
Automatic, Black Trigger Pullers
That's how we be, loadin' then release
deep, in the 300 E, leather seats, and in the trunk atiliary
Up the street, where I score ain't for me
The B.G. that's the I go by
Test me? You die ask bout it
Hide Out, if ya clip slide out, Out
Yo bout to die out
Move yo People I'm down the whole street
The Creepers, bout to heat our enemy
Off, Mask On Creep Silent
Life's gone we left yo block quiet
wait, know you not boy
Cause I'm a Hot Boy, Cock Boy
gunnin' you scared, you see us runnin'
Start me and Juvey when we comin'

In yo lap yo brain sit, got a Chopper splittin' bricks
A you Black Crucifix, up in the dirt I be dicks
Smooth and Beretically, my rockin' to Six Figures
I'm polverizin' pullin' K-F's with two triggers
On my body theres a of me
It only come out at though
Them got me on a flight
Duck Tape'N and life, or even worse
It could be O'clock, on a Sunday by Church
Yo I'ma have to burst
You shouldn't fucked with me first
Gettin' full of some Malcolm, Adams Apple I 'em
Got Richard Penatin callin' for National Guards to come him
Very seldom when ya see, you do what do you do?
Bust back, better be a head shot, if not then through
I'm comin' around the corner bout to pull a on ya
Fully dressed like a hoe, and in my purse is a
Me and Lil Turk if you heard of a merger on a
50 G'z on his head, the fuck did you say?
50 G'z Fa'sho that nigga live door
Call the man, give him a rang, left the sucker
Look I fuck with rap shit, but acts a donkey on the low
A Hot Boy representin' this bitch Black and Moe

I start to niggas start to droppin'
I'm havin' fatal thoughts I I'm fuckin' Shell Shockin'
Niggas Four, Five rangin' in my ear
I'm not scared, I'm Soldier, and Soldiers have no fuckin' fear
In my sleep at night, I'm war fights
Wakin' up thinkin' a nigga took my life
Unnecessary shit, clickin' like a light switch
Who picked you up on any or any bitch
Don't give a fuck, steady in dodgin' camoflaguin'
With my Mack- Elivin' , Hot Boy$, that whole Money Click
Don't with, unless we known to get in yo shit
I'm Shell Shock bitch, only on my mind
Kill a nigga that fuckin' Chrome-9
Don't time for them dog hoes
through a stage with that Chopper and that 4-4

What's this I hear about you boys Partners-N-Crime
You think you U.N.L.V. punished you bitches the time
Now you gonna shine, let me put somethin' on yo
Look I was born in this bitch for taken hits, and shit
Its a Fa'sho thing, bring drama or I'ma wet 'cha
Ya be bout ya Issue, if not God bless ya
What you think 2-2-6 wasn't strong?
what we do, you wrong
They both com and gone
Off Toppers, deal with you and yo Partners
T.C. , L.D. , Willard Street with
Drama is the need for Ca$h, we play it right
I'm to get a nigga ass, like I'm them white folks
Look, better be bout it, if not be rowdy
all in yo mind ha?, You gone shine, ha
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