Luyện nghe bài hát Help 'Em Out

The Game ft. AKA RockStar
'Em Out

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

(Cyssero)
off the tour bus, homie i'm back
I was stompin' in Compton, loading my
And niggas seem a little
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 Gun shit?
Y'all young but y'all ain't y'all ain't dumped one clip
I'm the Game's Gun and i'm one young pit
And i'll both of y'all fuck that Young Gun shit
Cause is a snitch, even they know that
On the stand now look where Spado at
Stuck prison bars, dealing with those prison guards
Only get to see outside he in the prison yard
And this some real nigga shit real niggas rather give you a
Than send you to

(Cyssero)
A real nigga ain't Chris, a real nigga ain't
A real nigga Cyss, so how you feelin hard?
I from runnin' the underground
To the Wall, so i'm still in charge
You wanna at Game? now Cyss involved
ain't 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 y'all
I got little complaining to Chris
Like "what we gonna do, he's with the and he's sick"
Yeah, i keep the on my hip
And i aim to draw like a blood when he bangin a crip
You never bite the hand that feed you
Sucking so much dick, you done turned your back on Sigel
And of y'all clapped that chrome
So i wouldn't be suprised you get smacked up when Mac home
And cat not shook,
That's why i'm the talked about Philly since Mac got booked

(The Game)
Let me tell you the boys and where they come from
up in nice town, how they call themselves the Young Gunz
Dame Dash left, now don't fuck with em
signed to Jay, and R O C got stuck with them
Now Def Jam can't even a buck with em
Cause they ain't got them teairra marie in em
When i blaze, feel like a truck 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 a rumor
He got shot before he got a to grow a sooner
Then i'ma drive by and choose
Put the Hemi in Neef while he chewin his food
in Philadelphia know that you'se the fool
You gonna make me, make Jay lose his

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