Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Wanna be a Rider?

Chorus: (repeat 2X)

Do you wanna be a
Yeah, I wanna be a
Are you for the power?
Yeah, I'm in for the power
Got 'cha gat beside ya?
must evolve in power
Do you work by the
Then the must be sour

I'm a livin, breathin murder topic, but in the ghetto makin
Leaving bloody trails, loving that smell
My type about to hell boy, flames to where you live
My though, it, got it initiative and jump in get your kid
It's my after the mid, she did that bit on your live
Though, it on Christ, we can happen and deny
I get the cappin for the strise, have a like the hawk
And control as the evil men do, as if was a cup

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Picture my mind is of wicked thoughts, unleash the beasts
Where you niggas appose me? May y'all rest in peace
I defied and lost man kind, so forgive me
But its this thug in me got me want me my enemy
Will I pay for all the that I can cause these families?
Unable to control myself, I'm pleadin in
I'm beggin for my lives cause I'm for death
I watch my step and now learn to appreciate rep
I was born a killer, been rejected from society
Fiend's on my side, so none of you niggas can ever me
I try to be a better for my family
But I'm a sin, so they label me a muthafuckin

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[Prime
Murder, murder, wonder was the victim I caught
Now I'm trippin, so that
I'm having flag, best to get at
Harrassed at a in black, he did the cap
He's blamed it to the states and I can tell you what

Check my jacket, you gon' find slow frangin and
to the family or the nigga named Raymond
Got the habit, down to ride from day 1 ( Uno)
blow to the full of the made one

What you know about the powder to the powder, hour after
On the block, with the cockers, dills go sour

Hit you in your headache with my heat release
Prime Suspects keeps the heat we riders

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[Lil' Gotti
I'm stuck with these mob and a matter of die survive
Look in my eyes, determination did nigga
I'm out to get mine, 45, my line
I waited for my time, Gotti, I'm down to
Alias me, for the sins who commit
But bitch niggas are bout to be dealt with
I'm out for show, bitch me, "Gun up for show." Hundred round drum
Niggas I'm for fun, make it blood run
Duckin for fun, I my life on the run
But keep my eyes in the pride, if I slip and I die
So niggas, I'm down to ride wit 'cha, get wit 'cha

Because it No
Gotti Gambino]
Get to die wit 'cha

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