Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Ride

Jones, Capo
You know what this is about, riders
All my around this country
All my ghettos, my niggaz to ride
R.I.P, Biggie Smalls, this for you

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

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

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

From cuttin' up rain to shuflin'
Baggin' these hoes, some dames
Waking up morning and fuck is the

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

The palmin' cheese come my needs
Hatian bombin' weed
mo-mo, techs gon' blow, all in these streets
Shots with a pound, AK when it go 'round
Don't play it go 'round
In Haiti them niggaz crazy like "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, ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and just ride and let's

You know we riders, I you know we riders
rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders
You know we riders that 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
Must be off Angel Dust
To think that you can bang wit' us hang us
you to the hood no thang with us
Shoot up ya get ya mangled up
I call my gangstas up and get ya faggot ass up

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

Niggaz found a way tryna my life
'Cause I run the way wit' a neck full of ice
bunch of doggs 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 I'ma rep my last breath
a pull of my last hit

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

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

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 just ride, now ride

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

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

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

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

I'm just natural nice, you's
My man Zeke be home three nigga 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 flower trees
I done crowd the please, wit about a keys
Ask me, I ain't gotta break a smile to cheese