Luyện nghe bài hát Enjoy Da Ride

Welcome back, and gentlemen
To the Coaster Malpractice
stay seated, yeah and hold on even fuckin' tighter now
Cause this section's, as big as the
Fuckin', bleedin' Ti, Titanic

And it's called the Heart Attack
Which we feel is
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)

Yo, I know the streets is
date niggas cock-blockin' and plottin'
Waitin' for my downfall, street got
y'all, y'all can ball, I'ma stay rockin'
All emcee's paused when they the album's droppin'

Nuttin' but the hip hop rap concoction
in a state of emergency, it's shockin'
I produce that loosen up the socket
Crowd through the mosh pit on some rock shit

Bang head to this, pump your fist if you feelin' it
Wild the fuck out, bust a clip for the of it
This is as as it get, who you rollin' with?
Who the

committed, sold my soul to this rap shit
Slow your roll, a bowl, you get clapped quick
I roll with, ghetto bastard biscuits
And grab my dick and it, get the picture

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This is Dr. Trevis, to y'all motherfuckers live
Hold on, on
The Roller Malpractice
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)

Yo, yo, yo, I cop a new Benz, the front
So hard the airbags use nasal
Jump out, cock the shottie, 'em up
I stomp holes like the ground ain't enough

the former, the first step was a warm-up
The next step'll bomb on your car alarm was
that'll run in, burn the barn up
Shots'll ya Sean John and Phat Farm up

I never got a Soul Train
Never lost to emcee's as as y'all
a bitch car payment off
I'm a orangutan the chain is off, nigga

I set trip and I slowly
a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask
Leavin', of blood on your Roley glass
When I'm, in your hood nigga me bags, y'all

on
You've just been hit the ultimate hardcore shit
Hold on, on, motherfucker
The Roller Coaster
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)

trip the night fantastic
I'm flexible, used to call me plastic
These big butt bitches get ass kicked
It is it is, shittin' on y'all kids
Couldn't live we live

I be defeated like 'Nobody Beats the Wiz'
Like, when Daddy's home nobody beat the kids
Right? You know the and you know the fuckin' man
Meth a mic without a kickstand
Two blunts and razors in his

you and your bitch, man
Lookin' in lobby, call me stick-man
When it's goin' down, call me
to sixty in a second, pack a Smith & Weston
And if the is right, you can be the next contestant

For aggression, no question, M E to the F
And be as hard as my erection
Kid, learn your lesson what if I decide to start testin'
Your joint, end the session

on
This is the moment, where you motherfuckers 'bout to die
Hold on, on, yo
The Roller Coaster
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)

Yo, yo, let a nigga get it
y'all veins with this do it fluid
I Einstein the rhymes, them thangs to prove it
Cross the Mack, in fact, my game's the truest

Now I'm on the highway, it my way
With Street, Illegal, Meth, Roc, and Doc
Performin' like the weather was warm and drop
On the streets zero degree storms and

the ghetto, pop your metal
Smoke it like a cigarette ya optic yellow
The addiction, ain't no
I got them rap heads fillin' out a prescription, diction

Gettin' thick I put fire to the steaks
And burn the odds, like a iron to face
long hard years spent Oxy-Cleanin'
Make it clear, out, Big 'Sauks is here, nigga, what?

on
This is Dr, Trevis, warnin' y'all
on, hold on
The Roller Coaster
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)

on, hold on
PPP Def Squad, we shit down
on, hold on
The Roller Coaster
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)