Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'Em All In

[Intro: DJ
I realize you niggas is like the objects in the mirror—
You appear much closer than you are
Got a long way to go, boy

[Verse 1: Euro + DJ
Uh
Uh

(Catch up, niggas!)
Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in
Put me in the jungle, I get us all
Don't play my wave
Know Let 'em all sink
I need therapy, I got so big
Even they talk crazy I still don't shrink
black out, Michael Blackson's skin tone
Homie gotta sit for a while home
Hotline if you get his phone
Gotta own up or you get
dried up, I don't really cry much
And the chain match everything I touch
gotta match every bitch I fuck, foreign
Y'all niggas 'bout what? Borin'
from it, I came from it
I'm raised by it, I'm stained it
Shot for the stars from the
I aim from it, now comin'
Who'd have thought a nigga shake
All these records, I'ma somethin'
my shit around the graveyard
Y'all fuck around and wake
Mean mug like I hate
Hit the and I ate somethin'
Great rapper or a great
you I die a great somethin'

[Verse 2: Gunz]
And I am and endin'
A run in kickin' and flippin'
A worth spendin'
A nigga with the semi
Glock is on 'em, iron Emmys
Got an eye on 'em
Still on niggas more than any one of you
We knuck if we buck, if you my we up
If not, I don't give a fuck
Only in us we trust, you we hush
rush we bust, adjust, and dust and flushed 'em
If you don't know my salary is
You to know what a fatality is
What the is
If I don't know what my is
Then times out of ten
You won't never know your cavity is
Hit a forty, it had to be his
A dude foul a smile
would never know how mad that he is
They don't know what pattern he is
He gotta be Earth 2, or somewhere from out on Saturn he is
Now I'm goin' where no gravity is, other galaxy shit
But we'd talk about the MAC and the bricks
We takin' on all names, it no more games
I'm a stand up nigga, Cory bitch
I don't know to call you
Niggas claimin' loyal to the soil
But boy I'm to the oil that boil
To court the all you
You avoid it when I'm gonna destroy you
from the ceiling to make sure that I fall you
I'm to this rhyme shit
S double, the militia gang, don't ever try them bitch
I got a nine and click, a been brick
A bitch, I buy them thick
Drivin' stick, I'm fly as a bitch, and I dick
I ride the five, my partner
Shout out the east, we parkin'
I revive, I don't remix
I remind, until C5 we got D6, nigga

3: Lil Wayne]
The best things in are free, not cheap, free C5
Message, no
In Peace, no peace sign
I keep an eye on guys
My third eye give her eyes
The bird view keep spy
But I can get wings deep fried
Try, try again, keep
All the traffic hours, you a driver, we some maximizers
Ever heard of San Francisco 49'ers, we masterminders
Made it to the top just to get sniped from the floor at the bottom
Ain't that a bitch, man me about it
But I ain't trippin', the trip is private
I sip in
I tried to make it beautiful, shit came out perfect
Let the guns speak for they self, I ain't never been a person
'round the house in the turban
These niggas up with no detergent
Take your heart and I am not a
Pullin' triggers like curtains
Ain't got no soul because my baby it out of me
Me and my whoas in Las Vegas the thot machines
Stick to my goals, expectations a soccer team
Waiting to only to let out some steam
Girl make a movie, what's a movie without a shower scene?
my semi like an Emmy, need some nominees
Taught me how to before they taught me how to read
I knew all my OG's before my ABC's,

[Outro: Lil
That's some shit