Luyện nghe bài hát All Out (original version)

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

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

Like hillbillies, they don't me
So refuse war to the city
each breath, death before dishonor
Never let you swallow me, no apologies, your
A in war, I'm the first to bomb
With a squad of killers, quick to move shit heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam, I question Hussein
Like fiends frantic for that last vein, stuck in the

I hit the scene sandstorms, then transform, watch me
I take the figure of niggaz, who all got me
bitches wonderin' who shot me
No love, keep a grudge, shootin' sluggs like Quadaffi
Murder my friends, build a new
We takin' shots at paparazzi, go and fly now, like Rocky
You got a lot of to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' to Jay Z

(Buck buck buck buck buck)
And still avoid capture, while caught up in the rapture
Still me, I'm in Jamacia sippin' daquiris, no doubt
We used to havin' nothin', then grabbin' somethin' and
Wanted to be the thug nigga, my old man wasn't
I to a field, catchin' cases, litigation
playa hatin', got me crooked in all fifty states
I'm screamin' death row, throw my Westside, no thang
We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to

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

We goin' all out, bomb till they fall out
Take 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 next day, go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

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

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

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

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

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

I pray to the thug Lord, like that motherfuckers
Frontline soulja, till the Heavens me
I go all out, and if you real, you
Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, 'till they it
proof, Pac breed niggaz, they can't deal wit
Holla back, right back, and watch ya
Or get in it, what, we goin' all out, nigga

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

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

We goin' all out, bomb first they fall out
Take them the war route, without a
Ball, which we all ride if it's on
Each handle 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
Obstacles in ya way, you go all out

Fool, you go all out
goin' all out
All my goin' all out
Without a muthafuckin'

Ey, you niggaz gon think that you gon be uhh
Talkin' and on all of these motherfuckin' records
And we ain't gon say shit, now it's
It's a different grin'd, disrespect the Don
still war motherfuckers