Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaws

Where my ganstas at, where my at
Where my soldias at, my killas at
Ya'll motha ready to ride (let's ride)
Ya'll motha fucka's ready to (let's ride)
Family 2002
go
Everybody get prepared and
my palms are getting sweaty
Armageddon is and Dayton family is ready, for war
All my stand tall, fo sho
I'm givin you what you've waiting for, Bootleg!
I need a to bleed in beg, sufferin till the end, the whole world is dead
I'm ready to die, but I'm eager for killin,
Anxious and paranoid is describing the way I'm
Niggas is phony hobos without bologna
wanna me alone so you can whip your straps on
But fuck yall, the day I murdered em' all
Stack em like you be da Paul, or don't stack em at all
Bitch you see me craw, never see me run
In the only thing you see'n is the barrel of the gun
You to let off
Any time getting set off
Take a deep breath and your fuckin head off
And they got me, said some niggas is just tryin to cop me
Bitin the day make the shit sound slum
only one Dayton Avenue and one family
And that's all ever been and that's all its gunna be
Em'
My in this game is squeeze triggers for figures
So get prepared for the realist shit you saw
is you brining the raw?
The last
(Chorus)
Come on my niggas is you to ride
Wit some outlaws,
With the last
niggas getting used fo sho
Out Out
Cause we the fuckin outlaws
What bunch of rappers your ready for war
Niggas just walked in the door
2002 who's ill as you be prepared we pointing at you

I be that last fuckin outlaw, cut through jaw
Like a fuckin chainsaw
Now in da braw, ain't no fakin, nobody move
You get this pump, hear gage goin Thump Thump
You jump
It no telling where yo body is
Ain't left, Ain't no motha fuckin rules nigga
So fucka a
You got me searchin for yo momma house, right the streat
Gotta me bustin at the FBI, until they
You got a plan to get away, real shit with no
he worries stay, then get away the toupee
And ain't no lookin back, got yo ass jacked
Put you for a stack, whip you with a black mat
Motha Fuck your boys, I run through ya'll like toys
Where the gat? I'm and gunnin you bitches here on my tomb
Listen to the safe boom, Let me in room, and I'm gunna hang you like a fuckin Kuhn
Yo click, them niggas phony, em into war and play em like a fuckin stonney
Dayton is what I'm killin, kill and star bettin
Big niggas, I beat em down to a fuckin melon
This is to yo camp, we green, ya'll some food
Grown like some amps, Don't fuck with these champs, Ughh
And get prepared for the realist you ever saw
is you bringin the raw?
(Chorus)
Come on my is you ready to ride
Wit some outlaws,
the last outlaws
Bitch getting used fo sho
Out Out
Cause we the last fuckin
What of rappers think your ready for war
Dayton just walked in the door
2002 ill as you be prepared because we pointing at you
On
All my Ave niggas gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide gunna me
Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
All my Ave niggas gunna ride wit me
All my worldwide gunna ride me
Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
All my Dayton Ave gunna ride wit me
All my niggas gunna ride me
Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
Outlaws, Outlaws,
Outlaws, Outlaws,