Luyện nghe bài hát All Out (original version)

We all out
(Aite)
We all out
(Aite)
We all out
Watch ya motherfuckin' niggaz
(That's right, fuck fag niggaz)
Do it, do it, do it

Come Hell or water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over, as my strap
Back a cobra, I stay drunk 'cause I'm a mad man
sober, on a one man mission
My to hold up the rap game
While I pluck holes in niggaz donuts
And down to die for all my souljas

Like hillbillies, they fear me
So refuse bringin' war to the
With each breath, death dishonor
let you swallow me, no apologies, your honor
A general in war, I'm the first to
With a squad of trusted killers, to move shit heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam, sometimes I Hussein
Like frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game

I hit the scene like sandstorms, then transform, me
I take the of dirty niggaz, who all got me
While bitches wonderin' who me
No love, keep a grudge, shootin' like Muammar Quadaffi
Murder my friends, build a new
We takin' shots at paparazzi, go and fly now, nigga like
You got a lot of nerve to me
gay rapper, bustin' caps to Jay Z

(Buck buck buck buck buck)
And still avoid capture, while y'all up in the rapture
Still after me, I'm in Jamacia sippin' daquiris, no
We used to havin' nothin', then somethin' and bustin'
Wanted to be the nigga, that my old man wasn't
I came to a field, catchin' cases,
Niggaz playa hatin', got me crooked in all fifty
I'm screamin' death row, throw my Westside, ain't no
We was off drive-by's, brought up to bang

We claim mob, M O B if you be
We all cash from Atlantic Pacific
And get this, I'm to kill
I peel with this live spot
Father, how the did I survive, these five shots?
it up, of give it up, and my demons
Late night, hear screamin'
We all out

We goin' all out, bomb first till they out
them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if on
Each nigga handle ya own, it on strong

If you got bills to pay, go all out
Bustas playin' with ya peeps, go all out
Try'na see the next day, go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

I'm on my land sled, walkin' the belly of the beats
like I'm all out, drunk as can be, it's plain' to see
That we mobb niggaz in bushes claimin' that they ride rough
But they as they cushion, they softer than bitches
In the worst way, drownin' in blood, my blood brothers
I'd die for thuggs, say hi to this slug
a shame how some niggaz on the west coast
Was ridin' with Pac, but when he died, went pop

I'm on the Jers to the fullest, like some west coast
But Pac stopped rappin', it ain't no west coast thug
Just westcoast To my real niggaz stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap soft ass to the floor
And watch my fo-fo put peek through your door
I ride or die, but these other fag niggaz be bitin'
It's all my heart when I was writin' this, all out

We goin' all out, first till they fall out
Take them the war route, without a
Ball, which means we all ride if on
nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong

If you got to pay, nigga go all out
Bustas playin' with ya peeps, go all out
Try'na see the next day, go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

Now, we all ride and to die, who wit us?
up, or get treated like you comin' to kill us
Ain't nothin' but squealers, in rap game, swearin' they rough
Tattooed up, and now them swearin' they Pac
Stop that, and watch ya back, we ain't 'bout cha
These glocks hot, and when shot, it'll bring the up out cha
It's me, Kastro the goattee, walkin' like a OG
'Cause all these fag owe me

I pray to the thug Lord, like motherfuckers holy
Frontline soulja, the Heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you
Feel I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, they feel it
Livin' proof, Pac breed niggaz, they deal wit
back, right back, and watch ya mouth
Or get in it, what, we goin' all out, nigga

We goin' all out, bomb till they fall out
Take them the war route, a doubt
Ball, means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on

If you got bills to pay, go all out
playin' with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

We goin' all out, bomb first till fall out
them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which we all ride if it's on
Each nigga ya own, bring it on strong

If you got bills to pay, go all out
Bustas playin' with ya peeps, go all out
Try'na see the day, nigga go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

Fool, you go all out
goin' all out
All my niggaz all out
a muthafuckin' doubt

Ey, you just gon think that you gon be uhh
Talkin' and slippin' on all of these motherfuckin'
And we gon say shit, now it's 1999
It's a different grin'd, disrespect the Don
It's still war