Luyện nghe bài hát All Out (original version)

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

Come Hell or water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw it's over, brand as my strap
like a cobra, I stay drunk 'cause I'm a mad man
Whenever sober, on a one man
My ambition to 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 war to the city
With breath, death before dishonor
Never let you me, no apologies, your honor
A general in war, I'm the to bomb
With a squad of trusted killers, to move shit heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam, I question Hussein
Like fiends frantic for last vein, stuck in the game

I hit the scene like sandstorms, then transform, me
I the figure of dirty niggaz, who all got me
bitches wonderin' who shot me
No love, keep a grudge, sluggs 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 to play 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 grabbin' and bustin'
to be the thug nigga, that my old man wasn't
I came to a field, catchin' cases,
Niggaz playa hatin', got me in all fifty states
I'm screamin' death row, throw my Westside, ain't no
We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to

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

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

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

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

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

We goin' all out, bomb first till they out
Take them the war route, without a
Ball, which 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 day, nigga go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you go all out

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

I pray to the thug Lord, like that motherfuckers
soulja, till 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
proof, Pac breed niggaz, they can't deal wit
Holla back, back, and watch ya mouth
Or get blood in it, what, we goin' all out,

We all out, bomb first till they fall out
Take them the war route, a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if 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 next day, go all out
in ya way, you better go all out

We goin' all out, bomb first till they out
Take the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which we all ride 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 next day, go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you go all out

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

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