Luyện nghe bài hát Do U Wanna Ride

[Slay
How many wanna play now? It get wit the shades
down, you know Slay and Black now
Niggas, see we be out, 2 deep
Muthafuckas stay out the way now, that foolishness
I'm tellin you yo crew could get hit wit dem tools and
Fuck who you get, you and that fool you wit, get yo wig split
Black guns, me and my doggs clap guns, don't be we jus rappin
You saw what happen, gun blastin
Squeezin off til I'm the one

2x
You gone - Take It Outside
You gone die - It Outside
You cry - Take It Outside
Take It Outside, Take It

Now if you ride or die, then try
but let me get high so that my can fly
I'm just that kinda guy, people wonder why
I'm so violent, because the N.L. in silent
in other words, I creep creep, put you to sleep
187 will be yo last beep
I bring N.O. heat heat, to the streeets
toe tag yo feet, yo
I treat ya like a prostitute, and ya up
A roughneck that'll ruff ya up
Like a car wash, I'll touch ya up
I look at ya'll like sittin ducks
Boy you understand that I'm the man
wit the plan, wit benjamins and alotta ghetto fans
At first you was me to keep it trill
But now know T-R-U is real
One and eighty seven percent
I remember when my pockes were full of
All my niggas like next to kin
So testin me is like them, now what!
I it's buck ya'll time
I it's time for the second line
My cd was "Trapped in Crime"
so you already what's on my mind

[Black
What
Say I had 16
How many muthafuckas can drive 16
Go up in the club, thuggin, and 16 broads
Take em home, and em all in 16 minutes
(haha they know)
you aint heard of me, Alotta them niggas
from Desire be, on the of N-O L-I-M-I-T
or T-R-U, wit Slay Sean and C, game dude
who can spit it than me?
Ever seen a nigga blown (chest blown)
Eventhough he gotta on (vest on)
walk up to yo dogg witta dress on
and start some shit, that'll split you at the
chest (chest bone)
You fuckin wit the click
We army of niggas who don't give a fuck who u
run wit bitch, get cha wig
Think it's a game, but it aint, Black Felon,
Sean, and C
on some of that T-R-U shit

Nigga take it outside, I was to represent
Tru gotta keep it thugged to roll wit this chick
Catch me in the cut, G' Nikes, up
Mean mug on my grill, I dont give a fuck
Who want what, get stuck
I don't around, in the back akin buck wit both
Arms up, and around my hand, Tru wristband
understand the cold but got colder when it met me
I came to put it down, put ya face ya chest be
And I don't run, it's the same place you met me
Slay Sean, Black, and C my click, so sweat me
I get up in yo face, nigga, so don't me
to get at me, but try ya luck
I make niggas stutter and I em stuck
When track come on, watch em all get buck
Traci just represented is you warin or