Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Ya Clique ( With Outsidaz )

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your lip, rush ya clique, what?
Outz in the area things up
Crush chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it me!)
Bust lip, rush ya clique, what?
Outz in the area tearing up
Crush chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing up

Yo, I'm finally convinced my and innocence
Is a crime in a sense, climbing a
bent, dying in agony in a magically event
Outz in a of family presents
Capped in clak smoke, pack in a black coat
To roast motherfuckers, over
Stay skeed off weed
I take cheese, and page in the Bricks
box of Tracies

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a go-go dancer
Get up in that ass and wreck shop like cancer
Hit it from the back, bitch can't her pants up
Once for my cock, for my block,
I got it locked handcuffs
got a razor, get you and your man cut
Swing a blow you duck
Throw up hands, what?
Nobody on earth could see
I get your shit then peel off like Racer

Won}
Bust your lip, ya clique, what?
in the area tearing things up
Crush chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area things up (Sing it with me!)
your lip, rush ya clique, what?
Outz in the area tearing up
Crush your chick, your trick, what?
Outz in the tearing things up

{Slang
I hit you bastards fast as Janet Jackson's coochie
Your raps is mastered, mad average, wack bologna
And if you ever get a deal
You should OD off skill pills
Or steal my
Most of y'all emcees ain't tight as y'all be when
I'm tighter the jeans that show hoochie chicks' coochie prints
Outsidaz, we hot as flames is
And I'm Slang-iz, my tapes get pumped like gauges

I'm so (How weeded are you?)
I'm so weeded I can freestyle for bars (Ha ha ha)
off the top, then go back to the top
And then it (Ha)
it down on the paper
And be able to read it (Sorry)
I can't read, but I still write to my pen (Uh, uh, dear)
I can't fly, but I still float on clouds (Whee!)
I can't see cause my eyes been gouged out
I been down the Outz for ten thou-sand years
({Pace So dunn, here?)
Some weird kids with in more than one ear
Lauryn, huh?
({Pace won} There's than one? IIIllll)
You want me to stop? Here?

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Bust your lip, rush ya clique,
Outz in the area tearing up
Crush your chick, touch trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it me!)
Bust your lip, ya clique, what?
Outz in the area tearing up
your chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing up

Zee}
Yea
Your girl could my dick chewing Big Red
Till she choke and her wisdom tooth on my dick head
Puff a tray bag, never pay cabs
a A-rab, front on taking us up eighth Ave
Yea, we all of the a
be the outcome?
We selling twenty million
Ay your record, ain't nobody buy
You fell off, and had to take five mic
And push a Ac, with a bike rack

the A, the X, the E
Why pay for ass, if I can sex for
F' we, what you expect to see
Death's your destiny, when my time for rest in peace
Bet they find my pistol to me
My is giving ecstasy
Shit I say, spread leprosy
I'm on a quest to be, the emcee
Living recklessly, the weaponry
Lay you on your back Lei Wulong from Tekken 3
Yo follow, never me

Won}
Bust lip, rush ya clique, what?
Outz in the tearing things up
your chick, touch your trick, what?
Outz in the area tearing up (Sing it with me!)
Bust your lip, ya clique, what?
Outz in the area things up
Crush your chick, touch your trick,
Outz in the area things up

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yo
Bust your lip, rush ya clique,
Crush your chick, touch your trick,
Snuff your bitch, crush your whip,
Outz in the tearing things up

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