Luyện nghe bài hát Enjoy Da Ride

Yo, I know the streets is
date niggas caught blockin' or glockin'
Waitin' for my down street got options
Fuck y'all, can ball, im'a stay rockin'
All falled when I heard the albums droppin'
Nuttin but the hip-hop rap concoction
Rap's in a state of emergency, shockin'
I joints that loosen up the socket
Crowd surf through the mosh pit on some rock
Bang your to this, pump your fist if your feelin' it
Ride the out, bust a clip for the fuck of it
This is as good as it get, who you with? (You)
Who the (Wu)
Stay commited, sold my soul to this rap
Slow roll, strike a bowl, you get glapped quick
I roll with, ghetto bastard biscuits
And grab my dick and flick it, get the

Yo, Yo, Yo, I cop a new Benz, the front
So hard the use nasal pumps
Jump out, cock the (Rasie em up)
I stomp holes if the aint paved enough
Inform the the first step was a warm-up
The next step'll bomb on your car alarm was
Chikens run in, burn the barn up
Shots'll tear Sean and Phat Farm up
I never Soul Train award
Never lost to as lame as y'all
Never, trick a bitch car off
Im a when the chain is off
Nigga, and I slowly blast with a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask
Leavin' stains of blood on Rolie Glass
When im in hood nigga throw me bags

Man]
Lets trick the night
Im flexable, they used to call me
These big butt get they ass kicked
It is what it is, on y'all kids
Couldn't live where we
I can't be defeated like used to wizz
Like, when daddy's home can't nobody beat the
You know the clan and you know the fuckin' man
Meth a mic without a kickstand
Two blunts, and razors in his
Slap you and bitch man
Lookin' in lobby, call me stick-man
When it's goin' down, call me
Zero to sixty in a second, a Smith & Weston
And if the price is right, you can be the contestant
For this aggression, no question, M-E to the F it be
As hard as my erection, kid your lesson
'cause what if I decide to start testin' the joint in the session?

Let a get into it
Lubricate y'all veins with "Do-It" fluid
I Einstein these rymes, these thangs to prove it
with the mac, in fact my games are truest
Now im on the highway, it my way
Street the legal, Meth, Roc, and Doc friday
Performin' like the weather was
And drop heat on the streets zero degree storms
And the ghetto, pop your metal
Smoke it like a cigarette till ya optic
The addiction, aint no
I got them rap heads out a prescription
With diciton, they in thick, I put fire to the stakes
And burn the arch, like a iron to face
These long hard years spent - make it clear
Look out! Big is here, hit the button