Luyện nghe bài hát Air 'Em Out

(Ride on, on, ride on)
(Ride on, ride on, on)
(Ride on, ride on, on)
(Ride on, ride on, on)
(Ride on, on, ride on)
(Ride on, on, ride on)
(Ride on, ride on, on)
(Ride on, on)
Shoulda the noose a little tighter
it ain't nobody dead, yeah

We who are about to bang drums (Bang)
Beatin' on a dead body shotgun
Talkin' shit, bitch bite your tongue
See that ship your city, better run, run
Your war is like a game where it come from
Already bored, claiming gang
"Pyong!" Go the gun, boy he on other shit
your solar system bitch
Don't let a motherfucker you sleepin' at the wrong sun (Wrong sun)
Son the haters, 'em into orbit
Higher than these motherfuckers claiming it's they
Turned and your partner why he started acting nervous (Brrat!)
Keep talking, that's lip
Rats decided it was to hit the surface
Cats on it, write 'em off like cursive
Drown a fuckin' hater, his immersive
Now that he can it, call the doctors and the nurses up

Whatcha gon' do about it? Ain't new about it
Shoulda the noose a little tighter
'Cause it nobody dead, just some motherfuckin' riders
Air 'em out (Let 'em breathe)
Air 'em out (Got the fire!)
Air 'em out (Wanna see)
Air 'em out (No)
Shoulda made the a little tighter
it ain't nobody dead, just some motherfuckin' riders

Try to play it soft like silk (Salt)
Old frail gas gotta pay for the
Lies off these lows when they step up in the party
Where they got up in they o's like fuckin' Oankali
and chains, that's they game, like it was in bulk
Back when a mack could
his partners tryna make his fuckin' name in the traps
All the way from Panshekara to the tract
Snatch a hoochie a smile, tap her from the back
If somebody try to stop you, tell dick to back back
back, back back, stack racks, invisible
Five deep, strap hangin' out a black
Playin' shit is critical, massive
mass murderer, mastiff
Barking at the moon that done been walked on, hit the kill
Your ass done movin' backwards when they choke you with real trick

Whatcha gon' do about it? Ain't nothin' new it
Shoulda the noose a little tighter
'Cause it ain't nobody dead, just some riders
Air 'em out (Let 'em breathe)
Air 'em out (Got the fire!)
Air 'em out (Wanna see)
Air 'em out (No)
Shoulda made the noose a little
'Cause it ain't nobody dead, just some motherfuckin'

Come up off your talk, playa this raspy
You stuck on code, playa this ASCII
birthright make you scared to get nasty
The is Kemmer, that's what yo' ass need
Anybody get it in the mandible, shit
Got a problem, hit 'em on they ansible
Ain't nobody flyin' because they fly here
You could trip sets, real playas trip
Tightrope time, toes and what?
Is you ridin' or Everybody's hands up
Who they (Who they want?)
over (Game over)
Ol' leech anyone who ain't sober
Old leakin' ass man in the
Talkin' that shit to the sky is a
You might pay attention what he sayin'
'Cause the Ekumen everything and these killas ain't playin', ho!

gon' do about it? Ain't nothin' new about it
Shoulda made the noose a tighter
'Cause it ain't nobody dead, just some riders
Air 'em out (Let 'em breathe)
Air 'em out (Got the fire!)
Air 'em out (Wanna see)
Air 'em out (No)
Shoulda made the noose a tighter
it ain't nobody dead, just some motherfuckin' riders

(Ride on, ride on, on)
(Ride on, on, ride on)
(Ride on, ride on, on)
(Ride on)