Luyện nghe bài hát Do U Wanna Ride

[Slay
How many wanna now? It get dark wit the shades
down, you know Slay and Black now
Niggas, see we be thugged out, 2
Muthafuckas stay out the way now, that foolishness
I'm tellin you yo crew get hit wit dem tools and clips
who you get, you and that fool you wit, gone 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 ride - It Outside
You gone die - Take It
You gone cry - It Outside
Take It Outside, It Outside

Now if you wanna ride or die, try
but let me get so that my mind can fly
Because I'm just that kinda guy, people why
I'm so violent, the N.L. move in silent
in words, I creep creep, put you to sleep sleep
187 be yo last beep beep
I that 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
a quick car wash, I'll touch ya up
Cause I look at ya'll like ducks
Boy don't you that I'm the man
wit the plan, wit benjamins and alotta ghetto fans
At first you was tellin me to keep it
But now they T-R-U is real
One hundred and eighty percent
I remember when my pockes were of lent
All my real niggas like to kin
So testin me is testin them, now what!
I guess buck ya'll time
I guess it's for the second line
My cd was "Trapped in Crime"
so you know what's on my mind

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

Nigga it outside, I was born to represent
Tru niggas gotta keep it thugged to roll wit this
me in the cut, G' Nikes, bandana'd up
Mean mug on my grill, Like I give a fuck
Who want what, they get
I don't play around, in the akin buck wit both
up, and around my hand, Tru Records wristband
understand the game cold but got colder 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
Sean, Black, and C my click, so don't sweat me
I get up in yo face, nigga, so test me
Hard to get at me, but try ya
I niggas stutter and I leave em stuck
When this come on, watch em all get buck
Traci just is you warin or what?