Luyện nghe bài hát Eastside Ryders

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

Who run streets? Love thug beats?
Ruff spoken, guns speak, blood
Lug for the threat not protection
Not a question, tests I got rest 'em

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

Eastsider, Ruff Ryder loved by the
We the holla out the set when we blastin'
Insane 20 gang, killa
Tracy Davis, hair raises, Goldie loc the

Gang lock down, we stop now
Get in the way of and tray spray hot rounds
Suckas chose thuggin' as a last resort, that a bitch?
Here we do this shit for sport crip

We ridaz, the heat beside us
Better not try us, ya like midas
Rydaz, ride with Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow down to crown, the 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, Ryder thing, Why you mad at me?
Holdin' on an AK, puffin' on some Cali

is my girl, asked her to marry me
Yellow and purple ears, tryin' to see salary
Gang, Ruff Ryder mafia
Make sure the 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 gang member? Fuck nah, I'm a leader
Boss to the boss and I heaters

And you wanna see my arm jerk
'Cause the work I put on your is bound to make your mom hurt
And this one is for my niggaz
Eastsiders, Ruff Ryders and you can die in an niggaz

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

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

I never raps like a song can make me
off my money and let these bitches break me
'Cause I'm a cold piece of gold, saggin' in the dirt
Sellin' my double knucks, to enhance my

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

Sippin' on call me lil bit
A down to earth brother, gang bangin' and
Fake blow not hoppin' lo-lo's
I'm tired of you bustaz and fake

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

We ridaz, the heat beside us
not try us, touch ya like midas
Ruff Rydaz, ride with
Bustaz bow 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 us or get right behind us