Luyện nghe bài hát Help 'Em Out

The Game ft. Cyssero AKA
'Em Out

(The Game)
Kanyeezy help em out
Just help em out please
M-Eazy em out please
Somebody go Free to help em out
yeah, neefy help em out
dress up RunDMC to help em out
yo peedi, go see beans and him out
before i show these young dummies what all about

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

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

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

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