Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gonna Ride

see a nigga know for switchin states, mackin broads, gettin cake
clockin mags, cock and blast, on a nigga for the quick escape
I move the dudes that be dishin weight,
smooth the uz that will hit your face,
in the game,
and im changin the game, with a flow that'll run around the crews that
this guy is a pimp and you know this fam, I hold the grams of a colder man
and I do it for the and the older fans,
whippin in the kitchen just to hold the gram
I dont play around, lay em down, for the little homie wanna play the
I came to pounce, your rounds,
follow a nigga, cause its down
money in a rubber band, slangin crack
so you did it round a man with a top,
ask anyone in the streets, everyone around know wiz a
and im killin a beef you could on the team, pull the steal and relase,
I'm up in your brain, you bet on me a loss, you better be cuffin yo chain.
see this guy here is a nuisance, you talk fly and can't it
you just lie up in your music, send my guys to come and shoot
Duke I ride, and this as true as you will die if pullin
I dont what you fuckin see
when its know that yall cant see me

P-I, T-T-S, B-U, R-G-H,
represent to the fullest and I'm puttin back in the place,
when I"m rappin taste,
aint crackin a place, laugh in your face, lay up and chill, after you say,
a mistake,
cause im all over a gang of ill lookin like their lives out of date.
so why you say? cause my nigga, I die today,
knock down, see the light of day,
get in that chest and I away,
so I never give the cats a away,
fire inside that made the kid move through the fools on the right to the game,
to the time of the rhymin age, came back for the fact that guys are fakin,
I can't believe you can spit, shit to the people I get,
and just leave you with kids, that leave you see through your bricks,
hear my shit and overdose, sold you rope and sold coke,
moved some crack how true is that, front on my cats youll your back,
finna get stacks til im through with rap, and Ive been on my with truth in fact,
em all, wacks, and im movin cats, with a crew in all black, ya im doin that
I gotta flavor that fuck with your taste, and imma do it til im blue in the face
I think n figure that any nigga that thinkin he pullin the place,
is need to have a tool on his waste.