Luyện nghe bài hát Eastside Ryders

Ruff
Yeah yeah yeah
Like this, like this, like that, like
Like this, this, like that, like that, like that

Who run these streets? Love thug
spoken, guns speak, blood leak
Lug heat for the not protection
Not a question, busta I got rest 'em

Catch 'em slippin', in the or the mall
You strapped, we can scrap, I'm good with the Doggs
Fuck talkin', chuck in my khakis
Rag swangin', gang bangin' nigga it at me

Eastsider, Ryder loved by the masses
We the niggas holla out the set we blastin'
Insane 20 gang, killa
Tracy Davis, hair raises, loc the stealer

lock down, we can't stop now
Get in the way of villain and tray spray hot
Suckas chose as a last resort, ain't that a bitch?
Here we do this shit for this crip

We ridaz, keep the beside us
Better not try us, touch ya midas
Ruff Rydaz, with Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow to crown, the Royal Highness

Well, we take your raps, and gats, stacks and sacks
Dippin' with the and 'Lacs
Eastsidaz roll Ruff Rydaz
Try to step us or get right behind us

When I die, fuck a of silence, this is Holiday
Gangsta rap gunnin' and havin' of violence
It's an Eastsider, Ryder thing, Why you mad at me?
Holdin' on an AK, on some Cali weed

Streets is my girl, her to marry me
and purple ears, tryin' to see Shaq's salary
D-Block Gang, Ruff mafia
sure the bullets hit you 'cause I stand on top of ya

Bounce I'm hydrolics
And I got niggaz in the hood that would shoot you over nine
Asked if I'm a gang member? Fuck nah, I'm a leader
to the boss and I bang heaters

And you don't wanna see my arm
'Cause the work I put on your face is bound to make mom hurt
And this one is for my Cali
Eastsiders, Ruff Ryders and you can die in an ally

We ridaz, the heat beside us
Better not try us, ya like midas
Ruff Rydaz, with Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow down to crown, the Highness

Well, we gonna take your raps, and gats, stacks and
Dippin' the Jags and 'Lacs
Eastsidaz roll with Ruff
Try to step aside us or get right us

I never write raps a song can make me
Trick off my and let these bitches break me
I'm a cold piece of gold, dickies saggin' in the dirt
Sellin' my double knucks, to my work

Nigga Q it pimpin', I'm 'a keep it crippin'
Me and dip dippin', Dogg tha police
I'm an Eastside or die nigga
And I believe you are some quick to lie niggaz

Sippin' on sans me lil bit
A down to earth brother, gang and rappin'
Fake blow joes not hoppin'
I'm tired of you bustaz and fake

You can ask Dogg, motherfuckin' scoop
We done rounded up the homies and the line troops
Look 'cause, game don't give me my cheese
I'm 'a shit down your throat, with tricks up my

We ridaz, keep the beside us
Better not try us, ya like midas
Ruff Rydaz, ride Eastsidaz
bow down to crown, the Royal Highness

Well, we gonna your raps, and gats, stacks and sacks
Dippin' the Jags and 'Lacs
Eastsidaz roll Ruff Rydaz
Try to step aside us or get right us