Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Ride

you know you have to use a little composure
be playa about the situation but is not the time nigga
this is not the time nigga its time to ride its to ride

sometimes you have to keep it calm it low
bite your bottom lip to keep from on a hoe
in the streets what the fuck don't play
from Memphis to the Bay diein' all day
over yea with coke and candy cut up into bricks
bitches be thick be settin' up them tricks
gettin' licks rules don't apply to rich
start a business a ki pimp a bitch
make switch real niggas flip shit
and farm the shit a bad ass yellow bitch
Eight-Ball translation three and a
you not affiliated if you have to ask
rich kid a queens nigga a nigga
when I say nigga all about his cream nigga
I suggest invest in a tank and a
'cause me and all my gone ride

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one time for my real (let's ride)
two times for the game its all in your
man if I had a for everytime I've fucked up
i would be the big nigga with my feet up
but I'm in the field for a meal
around fake hoes talkin' they keep it real
money all in my eyes real niggas ride and they don't ask why

I'm a ass nigga who I be MJ
livin' to handle business god damn day
now who in the be talkin' shit behind my back
lookin' to find a hundred and ways to get jacked
tie you in the sack procede to pack you off too
yea you brought some pain I brought the rain and I stun to
I wonder will these fake ass bitches real
hell naw don't forget bout the spliff and I ya'll
should I spell ya'll fake ass before I see ya
and I can tell by the scent in the air I don't wanna ya
and I don't care if its the holidays
I gone preach just pose and look up at me like
a big 'ol pimp ass beat 'cha
I smash down to take care of killers who spit trash
small pounds no limit soldiers we kick
at the drop of D-I-M-E P-I-M-P
tight pass for real trick don't tell me

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one time for my niggas (let's ride)
two times for the its all in your brain
man if I had a buck for everytime I've up
i would be the big nigga with my feet up
but I'm in the field killin' for a
around fake hoes talkin' about keep it real
murder all in my eyes real niggas ride and they don't ask why

preacher man could you pray for me 'cause I'm to sin
my homicidal poetry again and again
T-Mix me the gun when he sat and made the track
a mental forms when I fire up a batch
of sticky love controllin' what I'm speakin'
sprayin' niggas leavin' niggas up leakin'
for weeks and weepin' from my grim reapin'
Mj 'em up from sleepin'

I'm creepin' peepin' in windows
smokin' regular now you leave us behind

we two steps of the competition
we 'em wishin' upon the moon

we here with T-Mix creatin' a boom to move the
its that pimp shit that shit that shit you run from
see I got time for this superstlye shit i know where I come from

ghetto ass nigga hard nine if you ever wanna meet
me in I ain't hard to find

(Chorus)
one time for my niggas (let's ride)
two times for the its all in your brain
man if I had a buck for I've fucked up
i would be the big willy nigga my feet up
but I'm in the field for a meal
around fake talkin' about they keep it real
money all in my eyes real niggas ride and they don't ask why