Luyện nghe bài hát Final Ride

-yo, big mann, what's
-just out here chillin,
-shit, nigga, what you chillin, what you about?
-nigga, I'm out here reminiscin, around, nigga
-reminiscin on
-bout how shit done changed,
-all these niggaz dead we up with bro baby, daniel
-damn, bro, this shit daily, happenin
-so what, we next or
-nigga, we to come up and raise them little ones
-well, let's find a way out this
-well, do dat there

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Niggaz dat to space age hustle
Catch rocket to the fuckin moon
That be yo final ship, bitch, cause yo ass is
no comin back, livin in the dope game
Cause once you die, nigga you slangin rocks, then that's yo
On the when they run up,
I got killas coming trough with bubble ups to up double ups
And put him in that muthafuckin black hearse
I mean, once you nigga you layin in the dirt
no love in new orleans,
All the way to richmond,
livin for ghetto dreams
And the ghetto get so
I seen a bitty baby suckin on daisies
Caught two to the chest, one to the
5 niggaz walked behind him in red
With ski masks, but niggaz it was a clown show
Witches in the st. projects, downed a hoe
And it's sad niggaz claimin 3rd ward
9th ward and claimin 10th ward
All my homies be dyin down
Run around, talkin shit, killas gold in they mouth
But I'm a soldier, a rolla, me ten
I'd rather die go to the fuckin pen
My partna bos looked to my and said, "nigga
Is it time for change, niggaz livin in this dope game"
So we jumped this rap game
And laid it to all my killas
That to teach my nigga the game
Cause once you gone, ain't no back
Talked to randall and
They say, "p, the ain't all that."
I mean the calliope projects change
Right from tablet you find the fuckin police man
And niggaz still servin ups
Big mo in the projects rappin, and tryin to come up
And with this new dope game,
I mean this rap game, tryin to get out to make some change
But down south my homies dyin, fryin
But stories we buyin

repeat 2x

Who (2pac gone, but rapper) gon be next
To take final ride (I hope it ain't me who)
Get cashed like a bad check (slammin doors)
Black hearses when should be 6-0's

I wonder wonder if there's a heaven or a hell
Rest in peace to my that died
Too bad when they they couldn't come back and tell
If they is another side, I seen his mother cry
I wanna know where he went when my cousin died
That last step, then yo debt, yo last breath
Then it's the moment you
think, by the day over, one of us ain't gon be here
Used to ride a bunch of niggaz, now he's ridin solo
dressed up in a suit, when he used to wear polos
I wonder if there's a for a gangsta, a killa, and a shoota
I wish some gunned john gotti had went in the chamber
Moms say my days are cause I live wrong
Even scarface made a song, gangstas don't live long
I'm tryin to live to a rock candy painted cadillac like say
Ride on them like mack 10, from back side to side like u.g.k.
Convertible like eightball, mjg
500 like my brother p, I'm a shock the world if I see 23
Maybe not today, but off into the funeral parlor
Take pause to bury my boy, as we roll up to the grave

Who gon be next...to take that ride?

I done seen mo crime than a crime
I sit back and think I seen more death than god
Just last week a got shot up and burned
But me I take heed to like that, and I learned
How can I not end up like nigga?
What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that
Cause in the projects, ain't no
Niggaz will split yo wig cause they gon on (her-oin)
I hope you feel me, cause I feel the pain of
I for every nigga that got to go on without they brother
But like the game, what around comes around
Next week that could be your muthafuckin ridin through that town
That could be yo mama cryin in steeple
Better yet, that be you mornin the death of yo people
In the hood, I'm known for caps, so I'm a cap peela
The police know me for sellin drugs, so I'm a drug
I reverse the cause ain't no love for a black man
13 years old, my little got juvenile life for takin a stand
It's a never game of death, do or die
So if you kill, be prepared for final ride

(2x)

R.i.p. 2pac, nigga, eazy-e, segram, mr. c
And my little brother
Miller, and all tru niggaz and bitches
That done died out there on these
And that final ride
niggaz ain't forgotten
Cause tru live forever
Tru like us
Ya heard me? it's nigga
We gon see y'all in the crossroads