Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Ride

you know sometimes you to use a little composure
be playa about the but this is not the time nigga
is not the time nigga its time to ride its time 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
Memphis to the Bay niggas diein' all day
over yea shipped with and candy cut up into bricks
that be thick be settin' up them tricks
gettin' licks rules apply to gettin' rich
start a business sell a ki pimp a
make that switch real flip shit
and farm the with a bad ass yellow bitch
Eight-Ball translation and a half
you not affiliated nigga if you to ask
rich kid a nigga a green nigga
when I say green all about his cream nigga
I suggest invest in a and a vest
'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 willy nigga my feet up
but I'm in the field killin' for a
around fake hoes talkin' they keep it real
money murder all in my eyes real niggas and they don't ask why

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

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one time for my niggas (let's ride)
two times for the game its all in brain
man if I had a buck for everytime fucked up
i would be the big willy nigga with my up
but I'm in the killin' for a meal
around fake hoes talkin' about they keep it
money murder all in my eyes real niggas ride and they ask why

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

I'm creepin' in your windows
regular now you gonna leave us behind

we two ahead of the competition
we leave 'em upon the moon

we here with creatin' a boom to move the room
its that pimp shit hardcore shit that shit you run from
see I got time for this superstlye shit i know where I come from

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

(Chorus)
one time for my real (let's ride)
two times for the its all in your brain
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' about they keep it
money murder all in my eyes real niggas and they don't ask why