Luyện nghe bài hát Eastside Ryders

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

Who run these streets? Love beats?
Ruff spoken, speak, blood leak
Lug heat for the threat not
Not a question, busta tests I got 'em

'em slippin', in the hood or the mall
You ain't strapped, we can scrap, I'm with the Doggs
talkin', chuck walkin' in my khakis
Rag swangin', gang bangin' nigga it at me

Eastsider, Ruff Ryder loved by the
We the niggas holla out the set we blastin'
Insane 20 gang, anything
Tracy Davis, raises, Goldie loc the stealer

Gang lock down, we stop now
Get in the way of villain and spray hot rounds
Suckas chose thuggin' as a last resort, ain't a bitch?
Here we do this shit for sport this

We ridaz, keep the heat us
not try us, touch ya like midas
Ruff Rydaz, ride Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow to crown, the Royal Highness

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I write raps like a song can make me
off my money and let these bitches break me
'Cause I'm a cold piece of gold, dickies in the dirt
Sellin' my double knucks, to my work

Q keep it pimpin', I'm 'a keep it crippin'
Me and dip dippin', Dogg tha trippin'
I'm an Ryde 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 joes not hoppin' lo-lo's
I'm tired of you bustaz and fake

You can ask Deal Dogg, scoop
We done rounded up the and the front line troops
Look 'cause, this game give me my cheese
I'm 'a shit your throat, with tricks up my sleeve

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

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