Luyện nghe bài hát Help 'Em Out

The ft. Cyssero AKA RockStar
'Em Out

(The Game)
Kanyeezy help em out
Just bleezy help em out
M-Eazy help em out
go tell Free to help em out
yeah, neefy help em out
up like RunDMC to help em out
yo peedi, go see and break him out
before i show young dummies what beefing all about

(Cyssero)
Fresh off the tour bus, i'm back
I was stompin' in Compton, my strap
And niggas seem a pissed
Cause now i'm in the city with huge yellow diamonds on my little wrist
All it took was one verse, and was convinced
I got the straight jacket flow, i'm insane when i
How y'all talkin that Young Gun
Y'all young but y'all ain't guns y'all ain't one clip
I'm the Game's Gun and i'm one young pit
And i'll bite of y'all fuck that Young Gun shit
Cause Chris is a snitch, even know that
On the pointin now look where Spado at
Stuck behind prison bars, dealing with prison guards
Only get to see when he in the prison yard
And this some real nigga shit real rather give you a shell
Than send you to

(Cyssero)
A real nigga Chris, a real nigga ain't Neef
A nigga that's Cyss, so how you feelin hard?
I went from runnin' the
To the Black Wall, so i'm in charge
You wanna holla at now Cyss involved
Y'all ain't sick at all, plus y'all niggas been off
Chris stole Jay hov's style, get off his and balls
Y'all rappers can't rap, that's why Mac ain't stick y'all
I got little Neef complaining to
Like "what we do, he's with the Game and he's sick"
Yeah, i the thang on my hip
And i aim to draw like a blood when he bangin a crip
You should never bite the hand feed you
Sucking so much Hova dick, you done turned your back on
And none of y'all clapped that
So i wouldn't be suprised you get smacked up Mac come home
And cat not shook,
That's why i'm the most talked about Philly Mac got booked

(The Game)
Let me tell you 'bout the boys and they come from
Grew up in nice town, how call themselves the Young Gunz
Dame Dash left, now Beans don't fuck em
Free signed to Jay, and R O C got stuck them
Now Def Jam can't even a buck with em
Cause they got them teairra marie cuts in em
When i blaze, it'll feel like a hit em
Leave 'em like a swisha in philly no guts in them
A hundred slug slice right through them
Hit the corner, bullets curve the logo on the Pumas
hollows in one ear and out the other like a
He got before he got a chance to grow a sooner
Then i'ma by lootin and choose
Put the in Neef mouth while he chewin his food
Everybody in Philadelphia that you'se the fool
You make me, make Jay lose his cool

(The Game)
First buddens, the bleek, then the whole
that's a staff, label and a motherfuckin group
now you little
i sold more records for y'all than did your motherfuckin self
The new of Philly...RockStar