Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gonna Ride

see a nigga well know for states, mackin broads, gettin cake
clockin mags, cock and blast, on a bitch nigga for the escape
I move with the dudes that be weight,
smooth with the uz that hit your face,
in the game,
and im changin the game, with a flow that'll run the crews that hate
this guy is a pimp and you know this fam, I dont the grams of a colder man
and I do it for the youngins and the fans,
niggas whippin in the kitchen just to hold the
I dont play around, lay em down, for the little homie wanna play the
I came to pounce, spray rounds,
follow a nigga, cause its down
in a rubber band, slangin crack rock
so you did it a man with a flat top,
ask anyone in the streets, everyone around know wiz a
and im killin a you could chill 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 fly and can't prove it
you just lie up in your music, send my guys to and shoot shit
Duke I ride, and this as true as you die if niggas pullin
I dont what you fuckin see
when its well know that 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 their taste,
they aint crackin a place, laugh in face, lay up and chill, after you say,
a mistake,
cause im all over a gang of ill guys lookin their lives out of date.
so why you say? my nigga, I could die today,
knock down, see the light of day,
get in that chest and I away,
so I never give the a ride away,
fire inside that made the kid move the fools on the right to take the game,
back to the time of the rhymin age, came for the fact that guys are fakin,
I even believe you can spit, shit to the people I get,
chips and just leave you with kids, that leave you see your bricks,
hear my shit and overdose, sold you rope and some coke,
moved some crack how true is that, front on my cats youll lose back,
finna get stacks til im through rap, and Ive been on my tracks with truth in fact,
killin em all, wacks, and im movin cats, with a in all black, ya im doin that
I gotta flavor that will fuck with your taste, and imma do it til im blue in the
I think n that any nigga that thinkin that he pullin the place,
is gonna need to a tool on his waste.