Luyện nghe bài hát I'm a Ruff Ryder

Talk, holiday styles, SP or whatever you
A pound of weed, four guns and a litre of
Shoot niggas out shoes, what? Come and fuck with me
I can you'll be makin' the news

P flows like no nigga, twenty six but I'm a old
Don't make me fuck around and niggas
How to leave a room flat, niggas dead
No money, no jewels, bullets in their

Ain't a nigga you could fuck with the God
Rappin's just a hobby, gun a job
'Cuz the sickest out is the bitchiest niggas out
And I could take 'em on the street and straight whip 'em in the

Come through in the Porsche, the grittiest boss
State gotta talk till the get hoarse
I'm the icin' on the cake, of the state
Guns, money and weight, who you fuckin' wit

I'm a ryder, weed smokin'
Gun heroin supplier
I'm a ruff ryder on a low
No calls, got my shit wired

I'm a ruff ryder, bust for my
Hush for my niggas, all of us
I'm a ryder, you got a gun on you
I got a gun on me, of us could fire

I'm just with the tension and stress, understand
I'm from the school of hard knock and my is death
I keep the P 89 shot in the coat
Better squeeze as you see me, you plottin' to loc

I'm a little more than itchy,
When it's time to splatter mask or burst your kidneys
So go head and get your sons on me like I give a
Like I'm givin' up I got guns on me, get down and dirty, all by my lonely
I leave brains on your block all around your homies

Live by the of honor, stay holdin' armor
I treat beef like a album I promote the drama
Stay a hammer, sweatin' a smilin'
And I sure these motherfuckers'll regret while I'm wildin'
I'm the hustler on the block with on his mind
And some bricks in his hand, P can't be stopped,

I'm a ryder, weed smokin'
Gun totin' supplier
I'm a ryder on a low dawg
No phone calls, got my wired

I'm a ruff ryder, for my niggas
Hush for my niggas, all of us
I'm a ryder, you got a gun on you
I got a gun on me, of us could fire

Dealin' the ghost of the past
You could sleep if you want and get fucked with toast in your ass
I'm the gangsta and a gentleman, I you the best
And tell clear the front seat and then choke you to death

Throw the gun to the chair, try to your chest
Get blood on the driver's face, window and
Burn the car with the body in it, you the ash
I get down on a hit like I'm the cold

That sniffed up yo coke, I could bring you his nose
If he stole money you P could bring you his hands
The nigga talk too much, I bring the ears of his
Need weed to calm down, need to live life

a watch 'cause my time is tickin'
Fuck a chain, I'm hangin'
Fuck a gang, I'm already

Robbin' is my only form of steady payment
it sweet I might be in your house
L O X, black mob and I'm out
What,

I'm a ruff ryder, smokin'
Gun heroin supplier
I'm a ruff ryder on a low
No phone calls, got my wired

I'm a ruff ryder, bust for my
Hush for my niggas, all of us
I'm a ryder, you got a gun on you
I got a gun on me, both of us could
I'm a ryder, uh, faggots