Luyện nghe bài hát How We Ride

[Intro: Fresh]

Ya drive a now
Yeah, I'm now
The car's stolen
But I'm baby

[Hook:
to Cutlass
Regals, and Chevrolets
We ride, we ride ('let's)
('let's), Chevrolets ('let's)
Cadillacs to
Regals, Pontiacs and
We ride, we ride ('let's)
Chevrolets ('let's), ('let's)

[Verse 1: Banner]
I got a big '67 Coupe DeVille
on the tag, man that wood on the wheel
That motherfucka change like a lizard and shit
55 ridin south, gettin from a bitch
fact, yo bitch, nigga love it and check it
She like leather to the ass, so I to ride naked
Right, her in the pussy, baby how that feel?
Left hand, swangin free, wood on the wheel
Then I smack her on the ass man, and in the Regal
I got some hoes 'cross the river, all up in west,
Ready to twurk, pop it sick somethin, do it for
I get back, later on ya is washin my Caddy
Spit-shine, waxed up, Armor-All on the
Ran the hoes down the throat, cause mouth so fire
where a nigga ride, in the south
You taste a dick, every time you shove ya tongue in her mouth
Ya bitch!

2: Bun B]
Say man, I'm in the deuce, in the
Fuck with juice, smoke, and
bad with'cha daughter
Like a nigga ought'a
What her momma taught her
Keep ya boys toes up
But man she be-man she be ya boy world up
I'm in the streets
I'm thow-thowed in the
I bizintine
blow-blowed in the brain
I'm grippin-grippin on the
Like a south-sider
I bounce and and swang down on them spiders
Partna you you know, but playa you mistakin
You knew ya ya seen the candy paint cakin
Bump back-bump back and recline, trunk-trunk open
beat'cha dome, it's a-it's about to go
Chrys'a-Chrys' to po'
You we-know we got the g's
Real-real "Big Tymers", all a-all about the
So gon-gon' show ya tattoos, and ya tooth
We screamin-screamin "Free Pimp C", and out the roof baby

[Verse 3: Mannie (Screwed voice)]
(Big-block, red stripes-stripes)
Comin through this bitch with them loud ass
(Any nigga come and get it) Please-please
Breeze by yo ass, with the motherfuckin
In the middle of the dark and Interstate
Call-induction opened up, carbuerator
Pass by the crowd, real loud
(Every-every in my cd-changer for the sound)
Then I do it real good, diamonds on the
Oh pissy-ass, lame wish he could
Ride that, "Diamond in the Back"
top, Brougham Cadillac
Then I pass in my dawg, screamin out (Fuck y'all)
down the window, hey! Let a pimp pluck off
Acious Clay has returned
In a Chevy with' a ultra-perm, woo!