Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Ride

Jones, Capo
You what this is about, 'bout riders
All my states around this
All my ghettos, my niggaz ready to
R.I.P, Biggie Smalls, one's for you

We riders, I hope you know we riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, and load my riders
You know we riders, that ride out and get and just ride
And get and get high, let's ride

You know we riders, I hope you we riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, and load my riders
You know we riders, that ride out and get high and just
And get and just ride now let's ride

Lock and load the clip, see po-po then slow the
Big ass in a stolen whip but if you got weed then roll the shit
You rollin' with them rollin' Dips, straight up weed no these
Straight up G's no me, crazy b's that shoot up shit
Major off of movin' bricks

From cuttin' up rain to rain
Baggin' hoes, fuckin' some dames
up morning and fuck is the name

I'm in restaurants Mr.
Stuntin' hard 50 thou
I keep my goons my niggaz
that thing till ya shit go blaow

The palmin' cheese can't my needs
Hatian bombin' weed
Gats mo-mo, gon' blow, all in these streets
Shots with a four pound, AK when it go
Don't when it go 'round
In little Haiti them niggaz crazy "Get 'em, baby"

ride, here go some riders, I hope you know the riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, and load my riders
You know we riders, that ride out and get high and ride
And get high and ride and let's ride

You know we riders, I hope you know we
Them rollin', riders, lock and load my riders
You we riders that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and just now let's ride

Call my gang to bust, know you fags ain't
be high off Angel Dust
To think that you can bang wit' us wit' us
Tape you to the hood no thang us
Shoot up ya get ya mangled up
I my gangstas up and get ya faggot ass tangled up

Now what you bitches, step on the wit' a bunch of G's
Tryna dump the heat, while you police
Me, myself, I run the streets no regard like, "Oh my God"
We just sittin' here not to lose, high off weed with lots of
Call my G's I got to move
'Cause I drop 100 G's when I the Coupe

found a way tryna take my life
'Cause I run 'round the way wit' a neck of ice
Gotta bunch of and I set 'em to bite
So if you niggaz war we can do it tonight

I'm prayin' to the Lord that
Dip Set Byrd Gang I'ma ride
And rep till my last breath
a pull of my last hit

Pull up on these niggaz and the bitch
East when I mask the bitch
We on some panther shit, gotta go prac, lotta load gats
If a run on me then I gotta go back, back
And we ride out, just ride and get high
And just ride and get add let's ride

You know we riders, I hope you we riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, and load my riders
You we riders, that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and just ride now let's

You know we riders, I hope you we riders
rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders
You we riders, that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and ride, now let's ride

You know we riders, I you know we riders
You think you roll wit' liars, you'll them 4's wit' fire
Listen lame, I'm insane to this game, get flame in ya brain
bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

You we riders, I hope you know we riders
You you roll wit' liars, you'll hear them 4's wit' fire
Listen lame, I'm insane, to this game, get this flame in ya
Like bang, bang, bang, bang,

Yo, who is realer us? We'll turn jailers to smuts
I'm too real chill, you can't what I puff
Peep it duke, me to you's, like a to a gup
Keep ya Chuck Taylors, go Taylor my Chucks

get whaled on the snuck, gat for ice, match it twice
Faggot dyke, mag to bite, go ya appetite
My niggaz blast the pipe, ya lights, flag the kite
Shout to my man Tito Lino facin' natural

I'm just natural nice, you's
My man Zeke be home nigga pass the kite
This the facts of life, facts of ice, scrap ya
sliced, matchin' chain, matchin' Nikes

You's a coward please, I keep the squeezed
Creep this thunder'll leave you under them flower
I done crowd the please, wit about a thousand
Ask me, I ain't gotta break a smile to cheese