Luyện nghe bài hát How Should I Ride

Manny
Everything on me, my pay the bills
Buy my a house and buy my daddy some hot wheels
I'm the one pepper star, look at y'all
Hat to the back, my way to the bar
When I'm in town, bling, I'm gon' shine
Gimme the best bottle of your (glub, glub, glub) wine
Can I have attention, couple of things I'd like to mention
I stay in a big ass house wit' a big fence and
Wit' the Beemer, Benz, and a
Living Supa-Dupa
Size,
This a big ass diamond, y'all go ahead and cover y'all
Look out I come, stunt man number one
I'm makin' airplanes fifties just for fun
The boat, the plane, the man
The 4 in the black Range
A black boy havin' all these
Now how I ride man

Captin stunter, I ride a Mack 11
Cause I'm a hunter, a big dope fronter
And 10 a ki a number
I ride Royce Canisus
I took my main hoe out a and put her in a drop top Benzie
I got these bitches trailin' me nigga, cause I got a money
Got these hoes wanna give me pussy cause I got a little
But I got 10 hoes, all golds
Wiot' my name on the back of they assholes
20 inch rims, that's how I ride nigga
If you ridin' 16's don't ride beside me
I'll give to my niggaz, before I give to broads
My block on fire, my niggaz in
We clockin' a G's a week
I boat the yacht, and a TV
And put my face on the hood of the muthafuckin'
So you niggaz see me
I'm bout to do dangerous
I took the steerin' wheel from the to right so I could look famous
I wear 2 of drawers, wit' 2 Rolex watches
22 bitches on my log nigga
I guess the thug in me
I lie to these bitches 7 a week
I put that on my lil LD restin' in peace

B.G.:
They wan' how I ride
get high
Wan' know how I and front the feds, still floss
I'm the B.G., in ya car, shit
I'm playin' cheddar cheese, Hot Boy$ fakin'
Wanna hang wit' B and gotta have 10 G's
Cause them niggaz money like it grow on trees
We ballin' got cars every company
Expedition, Rams, even a
Ain't that somethin' none of us 25
you think they really rapped and got Q thangs for 5
Now lil you got a nigga fucked up
You could live for 'Burbs but but speakers on that truck
Ah hah, we all week man
night I got a different bitch under my sheet man
They see me in the Jag and get out the way
They know who it is when see me in the Rover the next day

Call it ghetto wrist nigga, wear filled bagettes
Crushed out on my neck the matchin' bracelet
Uh, cocked to the side in my 98 eye
Put on your shades cause you can't stand it the naked eye
Why, I'm a shinda
I got diamonds and golds blind ya, blind ya
Get out my way cause I'm comin'
Man that' 'lac in the Jag, and I'm sittin' on 20's too
Livin' my life like I'm a
How many young black niggaz you know wit' and Carliare
Wrist wear, niggafilled with
Now wanna shine like CMR Cartel
Uh, Wodie, Put on your 'boks and 'bauds
Uh, and put some 20's on your Benz so you can when you roll
We got the cars and the finest broads
mansions on Washingtoners we take our garage
Uh, now you see now we ride, how we
Wit' VCR's and Playstations, the wood inside
For boy
How you luv
Done it again BGeezy off the