Luyện nghe bài hát Check (Let's Ride)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm a diplomat 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 ever you I ain't ballin'-a damn lier

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

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

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

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