Luyện nghe bài hát Final Ride

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

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Niggaz dat to space age hustle
Catch that rocket to the fuckin
That be yo final ship, bitch, yo ass is doomed
Ain't no back, livin in the dope game
Cause once you die, nigga you rocks, then that's yo name
On the when they run up,
I got killas coming trough with bubble ups to up double ups
And put him in that long black hearse
I mean, once you nigga you layin in the dirt
Ain't no in new orleans,
All the way to richmond,
livin 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 behind him in red
With ski masks, but niggaz thought it was a show
in the st. bernard projects, downed a hoe
And it's sad cause claimin 3rd ward
9th ward and claimin 10th ward
All my be dyin down south
Run around, talkin shit, with 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 to my eyes and said, "nigga
Is it time for change, niggaz livin in this dope game"
So we jumped this rap game
And it down to all my killas
That tried to teach my nigga the
Cause once you gone, ain't no back
Talked to randall and
say, "p, the streets ain't all that."
I the calliope projects done change
Right from roges you find the fuckin police man
And niggaz servin bubble ups
Big mo in the rappin, and niggas=z tryin to come up
And with this new wave game,
I mean this rap game, niggaz tryin to get out to some change
But south my homies dyin, niggaz fryin
But stories we buyin

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 check (slammin doors)
Black when they should be 6-0's

I often wonder wonder if there's a heaven or a
Rest in peace to my niggaz died
Too bad when died they couldn't come back and tell
If they really is side, I seen his mother cry
I just wanna know where he went when my died
That last step, it's yo debt, yo last breath
Then it's the you fear
Just think, by the day over, one of us ain't gon be
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 there's a heaven for a gangsta, a killa, and a
I wish some nigga gunned john gotti had went in the
Moms say my days are numbered I live wrong
Even scarface made a song, gangstas really don't live
I'm to live to a rock candy painted cadillac like outkast say
Ride on them thangs mack 10, from back side to side like u.g.k.
lexus like eightball, mjg
500 like my brother master p, I'm a the world if I see 23
Maybe not today, but tomorrow off into the funeral
Take to bury my boy, as we roll up to the grave yard

Who gon be next...to take that final

I done seen mo crime a crime lord
Sometimes I sit back and I seen more death than god
Just last week a nigga got shot up and
But me I take heed to shit like that, and I
How can I not end up like that
What the I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga?
Cause in the projects, no love
Niggaz will split yo wig they gon on drugs (her-oin)
I hope you feel me, I feel the pain of others
I feel for nigga that got to go on without they brother
But the game, what goes around comes around
Next week could be your muthafuckin hearse ridin through that town
That could be yo mama cryin in that
Better yet, could be you mornin the death of yo people
In the hood, I'm for peelin caps, so I'm a cap peela
The police me for sellin drugs, so I'm a drug deala
I the game cause ain't no love for a black man
13 years old, my little cousin got juvenile life for 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 brother kevin
Miller, and all y'all tru and bitches
That done out there on these streets
And took final ride
Y'all niggaz ain't
Cause tru niggaz forever
Tru niggaz us
Ya heard me? real nigga
We gon see fools in the crossroads