Luyện nghe bài hát Air 'Em Out

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

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

Whatcha gon' do about it? Ain't new about it
Shoulda made the noose a little
'Cause it ain't nobody dead, 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 the noose a little tighter
'Cause it nobody dead, just some motherfuckin' riders

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

Whatcha gon' do about it? Ain't new about it
Shoulda made the a little tighter
it ain't 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 noose a little
'Cause it ain't nobody dead, just motherfuckin' riders

Come up off your smooth talk, this raspy
You stuck on Morse code, playa this
birthright make you scared to get nasty
The is Kemmer, that's what yo' ass need
buggin' get it in the mandible, shit
Got a problem, better hit 'em on ansible
nobody flyin' just 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 want? (Who they want?)
over (Game over)
Ol' leech callin' who ain't sober
Old ass man in the corner
Talkin' that to the sky is a warnin'
You wanna pay attention what he sayin'
'Cause the ain't everything and these killas ain't playin', ho!

Whatcha gon' do about it? nothin' new about it
Shoulda made the noose a little
'Cause it ain't nobody dead, just 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
'Cause it ain't dead, just some motherfuckin' riders

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