Luyện nghe bài hát Likwit Ridas

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Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped just a pick lock
the master key, but the master key be me
I assign from hot, like a cold on a stove
And to roll, like a tire

A real rider will ride ya, a stallion with a chair
Any be cherbin', in the game that's embarrassin'
And we prepared because I'm round hoe
On the low

And I hit the block with a 50 brown metal calico
From the O to Mexico, we rip shows, gotta let know
How we flow, when we get the doe and roll a little
So we a hundred yarder, Bogard, who ridin' Marvin?

No duckin' and dodgin', my be ridin'
But we be no gangstas, straight laced
You stick around and watch my lay ya
And I know them haters, don't to see you excel

On the way to Bogel, but them busters bumpin'
gun with a story to tell, fresh off the press
Hittin' hard like a on the target

grab the mic, [unverified] don't do it right

J-Ro the party till the needle start skippin'
I'm like Pippen, long hour sippin'
Uh, [unverified] deep into books on my
I like them sexy ladies that can do for they damn

What good is a beautiful dame, a Royals Royce frame
And a Volkswagen my style be kind of old, like gold
But it's the reason why I still mold, in my bill fold
I like my real cold, it's the Ro-gram you with me

Swift won't you hit me, one time, fo the troubles in rhymes
do crimes and never make it past they primes
My flows are numerous East Valley murders
Bustin' shit off like talk is like Rally's burgers

You know cool niggero, riding on a metro
With the Cold 4-0, I really don't like to permote
But I got one, a grip shot gun
My other one weighs a ton, son, kid, loc, dog,

Fuckin' with the will get your head severed
WhoRidas get it poppin' lik Buggalo shrimp, we got a job
At rappin', we just attempt, and I pimp the like Imp the Dimp
And I run 40's like my nigga Shawn Kemp, and I'm out

This is how it down, check out he sound
coast underground, who is the tightest?
The Liks and

is how it goes down, check out he sound
West coast underground, who is the
The and WhoRidas

no one, smash, with my family do or die
When we ride on by cartel, street by bail makes mail
Won't stop, I sell, I need to
I can't what a nigga need with greed

So I sit with Walley, and make my plan dividends will end
this look, my grand one of a kind like a brick
To buy some shit once find, and flip it
But put a thang on hold we roll

We stay on the road, I gotta my fetti even if it's off the wall
Gotta stay on the ball, my gift to gab, make a lotta
Sit in a lab and strike oil like an Arab
For sheeze, I know my brown preeza, oh

In my lifetime so fans movin' hand to hand
So many out there trying to be the man
Like Neon Dion, got like peons
On the line for the first time

Hey, what's the big
Put that gun away Harry we have a
It's too late to improve your bargaining position

And to it my concern, it's Tash turn to burn
as fuck with the mic I snatch that shit from Howard Stern
And my own show 'cause Tash is 'bout it bout when it's crowded
I'm here to rock y'all niggas even though I'm

So slide some oil to stiff MCs
While I get into this style that bones M 3's
I'm here to clock cheese, my style is mega costly
Even Oakland niggas ay 'Tash is hella
(What?)

I stomp out the cop out, no ties or decisions
The is fuckin' with my vision
But even half blind, I still find a rhyme to your mind
That's why I walk LA with more hoes than Ginuwine

So jump in the saddle if y'all niggas battle
'Cause I roll shake and rattle till your crew skidattle
I'm posted to be chosen as the one to it pumpin'
That's why you lookin' at me like 'Tash is up to

I am though, I'm out the ladies on the wall
That keep they self together with that match they bras
I feel 'em and I know them feel me
I go by the name of
(Catashtophy)

This is how it down, check out he sound
West coast underground, who is the
The Liks and

This is how it goes down, check out he
coast underground, who is the tightest?
The and WhoRidas