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
go tell Free to help em out
yeah, neefy help em out
up like RunDMC to help em out
yo peedi, go see beans and him out
before i show these dummies what beefing all about

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

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

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

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