Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaws

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

I be that last fuckin outlaw, cut your jaw
Like a fuckin chainsaw
Now in da braw, ain't no fakin, don't move
You get this pump, hear this gage goin Thump
You shouldn'a
It ain't no telling where yo is
Ain't nuthin left, no motha fuckin rules nigga
So fucka a
You got me searchin for yo momma house, right down the
Gotta me at the FBI, until they leave
You got a plan to get away, real with no delay
Till he worries stay, then get the toupee
And ain't no back, Feds got yo ass jacked
Put you for a stack, then whip you a black mat
Fuck your boys, I run through ya'll like Tonka toys
Where the gat? I'm runnin and you bitches here on my tomb
Listen to the safe boom, Let me in this room, and I'm gunna hang you a fuckin Kuhn
Yo click, them niggas phony, walk em into war and play em like a fuckin
Dayton is what I'm killin, shit and star bettin
Big head niggas, I em down to a fuckin melon
This is to yo camp, we green, ya'll some stamps
Grown like some amps, Don't fuck with these state champs,
And get prepared for the realist shit you saw
is you bringin the raw?
(Chorus)
Come on my is you ready to ride
Wit some outlaws,
the last outlaws
Bitch niggas getting fo sho
Out Out
Cause we the last outlaws
What bunch of rappers your ready for war
Dayton Niggas walked in the door
who's ill as you be prepared because we pointing at you
On
All my Dayton Ave gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide ride me
Put yo guns in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
All my Dayton Ave gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide gunna me
Put yo guns in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
All my Dayton Ave gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide ride me
Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws,
Outlaws, Outlaws,
Outlaws, Outlaws,