Luyện nghe bài hát Check (Let's Ride)

I got my converse check, my pistol
My vest, plus I got VS1's my neck
The respect come then the money and the power
We got more cake to make, ride

I got my check, my pistol check
My vest, I got VS1's around my neck
The respect come first then the money and the
We got more cake to make, let's

They I'd be another one hit wonder
I pulled up to the V M A's in one big Hummer
You know I'm a big stunna like Baby Fool
Brand new Bentley Fanna baby

Uh hit me now I got cheddar to make
You thinking Condo I'm thinking eight to a state
You got your crib on a hill, I got my crib on a
What, where I'm we like our music screwed up

Uh, the blades we use jewelry and stage props
We cops 'cause everyday we get stopped
For ridin' spinners plus they I got my pistol on me
You try to jack me for my 'lac they miss you homey

I got my converse check, my check
My vest, I got VS1's around my neck
The respect come first then the and the power
We got more cake to make, ride

I got my converse check, my pistol
My vest, plus I got around my neck
The respect come then the money and the power
We got more cake to make, let's

Yo Will-Lean let's roll man, let's
We gotta go homey, ride
You how we do it though, let's ride
Let's ride, ride

Uh I'm too street to go pop but I pop in the street
I'm not braggin', G-5 wagon when I in my jeep
Customized, bubble eyed with in the head
Rest look I hope you 'cause the tech'll leave you wet

make a bet I stay on top and keep a new whip off the lot
Fifty weeks on the dog I'm too hot
But I do drop you better move out 'cause I'm comin'
Niggaz like roaches when the lights on they

Ten years and gunnin' just M.O.P
strugglin-I get my publishin ain't shit for free
I get that big bread, I'm making big
You get killed at the beginnin' I get them big

I got my converse check, my check
My vest, I got VS1's around my neck
The respect first then the money and the power
We got more to make, let's ride

I got my converse check, my check
My vest, plus I got VS1's around my
The respect come first then the money and the
We got more to make, let's ride

I'm a like Jim Jones, next els and sprint phones
I'm try na own ten homes yo rap money gone
I'm harder then y'all yet I'm smarter then y'all
I need yo ass nigga-regardless I ball

I got that hot shit you bump in yo drop top shit
cocked hit the old folks like stop it
You I drop hits every time I spit fire
Who told you I ain't ballin'-a damn lier

I got my converse check, my check
My vest, plus I got VS1's around my
The respect come first then the money and the
We got cake to make, let's ride

I got my converse check, my pistol
My vest, plus I got VS1's my neck
The respect come first then the money and the
We got cake to make, let's ride

Haha let's ride you know I make the
You can ride to, get to, get fly to
Yeah like them Ruff Ryder
I make that you can ride-or-die to

Holly at ya boy, Houston we have a
Red spider on the B, we gettin' now
We on another level now