Luyện nghe bài hát Final Ride

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

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

Chorus: 2x

Who (2pac gone, but rapper) gon be next
To that final ride (I hope it ain't me who)
Get cashed like a bad (slammin cadillac doors)
Black hearses when they should be

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

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

I done seen mo crime a crime lord
Sometimes I sit back and think I seen more death god
Just last a nigga got shot up and burned
But me I take heed to shit like that, and I
How can I not end up that nigga?
What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by trigga?
in the projects, ain't no love
Niggaz will yo wig cause they gon on drugs (her-oin)
I hope you feel me, cause I feel the of others
I feel for every nigga that got to go on without brother
But like the game, goes around comes around
Next week that could be your muthafuckin hearse ridin through town
That could be yo mama cryin in steeple
Better yet, that could be you mornin the of yo people
In the hood, I'm known for caps, so I'm a cap peela
The police me for sellin drugs, so I'm a drug deala
I reverse the cause ain't no love for a black man
13 years old, my little got juvenile life for takin a stand
a never endin 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 y'all tru niggaz and
That done died out there on these
And took final ride
Y'all niggaz ain't
Cause tru niggaz forever
Tru like us
Ya heard me? real nigga
We gon see y'all in the crossroads