Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaws

[fatal -
O.n.s. in this fucker
We got the plague in this mother
The pentagon in mother fucker

1 - fatal]
Around these
You these hot glocks
till you drop
All you wanna-be
You don't see shots
I deep with the police
Beat the streets do to me
all new to me
I'll creep on you puberty
You don't wanna see the bad
Of this
From to east crems
Through state with a sentence
Frozen in a couther
Six to soup ya
On due we cruise
Right by the state
When I'm with sal
I start 'bout al
coverin my body
At the when I wow
I bag a or two
This but a for you
I got more bodies drew
I drink mine or new
Fuck your
This type of shit we do for a petty
Fuck the whole
This dawg against everybody (it's on)
Better be twenty-five once this shit you fuckin heard
Outlaw, outlaw, we rate these
shit we don't got be that shit we gotta take

[verse 2 - x]
the merciless x
Like
Black as a
How many shots I left depressed in your
I wasn't
But back exploded (blaw!)
I episoded, the weapon loaded
Let the next
Get possessed with this omen
The coldest crome to your
Sewn and holdin own
Let the barrel my ferocity
Twist spacious
For haters me
Make block an atrocity
Break you down
Only doctors see, what the be
Drama your armor
Bustin my two through school of piranhas
My disapprove of your honor
We captives, no conclusions
Let the solve it
Evolve in evolution
We shootin and

[chorus -
Pass the
And let me it in the air (air)
Guns bust, cowards
just don't care (care)
To my lord I
We ain't playin fair (fair)
On the streets you sleep
the outlawz there
I know it's rainin on your block (nigga)
You quit it
And you're prayin for it to nigga (nigga)
You of did it
On a crash course of death (yeah, death)
Still on the streets (yeah)
Cause we the last left

3 - mac mall]
I take thug shit seriously
Bought dirty gats with dope
Atf can't fuck me
My be
All quiet
I'm holdin my
henne nigga
You're or you're not
life my life
It stop
never too hot
And when I die I greet with glocks
crazy californians
Postin bout six in the
On a quest to take the of my opponent
alls can't live
My cousins invite guns in they
I'm home
Now nigga you're
Your bitch them songs
baritones to the rollers
When I saw her, I on her
I supposed to
Now me what's funk without a mob year
And tell me what's a without a witness
I only fuck savages, soldiers, and hogs
From c.a. to n.j. mac be outlaws

4 - fatal]
Vocally
Your crew got enough
To go to clip
When we shootin out on the
I'm untouchable
I'll blast
through your back with kastro
Oh you ain't
What the you walkin so fast for?
Is you me or against me
run up on me and tempt me
To have your ass bagged
a mother fuckin empty
And simply of dogs
We a real nigga
Let me borrow your
And me go and chill with her
On a no lie
Go me and die
Baby gated like a
On the side of me a nine
me
This shit circumstances much more devious
My material
Got livin mischievous
Smokin em is the
The hard is dealin with the fact
I made it through rap
And gotta go to killin
Cause broke niggaz be
Wantin for a shoot or somethin
But you get nothin but when I be shootin somethin

[fatal -
Yeah, we doubt y'all cause we
You know breakin it all
Tappin your pocket and jaw
In one nigga
Merciless x, fatal hussein,
This ain't no
We re-arrange your whole
Word is born, all y'all better maintain
I a chain of blood stains
Represent, never
All we out for is fuckin presidents
hah, what? yeah, it ain't hard to find
Out with nicco and it's on
Droppin bombs like
What you want?
Fatal hussein all
You niggaz better know we
And that's my word,
And I'm in on