Luyện nghe bài hát Do U Wanna Ride

[Slay
How many play now? It get dark wit the shades
down, you know Slay and Black now
Niggas, see we be thugged out, 2
Muthafuckas betta 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, gone get yo wig
guns, me and my doggs clap guns, don't be thinkin we jus rappin
You saw what happen, gun blastin
Squeezin off til I'm the one

2x
You gone ride - Take It
You gone die - Take It
You cry - Take 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, wonder why
I'm so violent, the N.L. move in silent
in other words, I creep, put you to sleep 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 nigga that'll ya up
a quick car wash, I'll touch ya up
Cause I look at ya'll sittin ducks
Boy you understand that I'm the man
wit the plan, wit beacoup benjamins and ghetto fans
At first you was tellin me to it trill
But now they T-R-U is real
One hundred and eighty percent
I remember when my pockes were of lent
All my niggas like next to kin
So testin me is like them, now what!
I guess it's buck ya'll
I guess it's time for the second
My cd was "Trapped in Crime"
so you know what's on my mind

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

Nigga take it outside, I was born to
Tru niggas gotta keep it to roll wit this chick
Catch me in the cut, G' Nikes, up
mug on my grill, Like I dont give a fuck
Who want what, get stuck
I play around, in the back akin buck wit both
Arms up, and around my hand, Tru wristband
understand the game 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 place where you met me
Sean, Black, and C my click, so don't sweat me
I get up in yo face, nigga, so don't me
Hard to get at me, but try ya
I make niggas and I leave em stuck
When track come on, watch em all get buck
Traci just represented is you warin or