Luyện nghe bài hát Likwit Ridas

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

A rider will ride ya, like a stallion with a chair
Any buster be cherbin', in the game embarrassin'
And we came prepared because I'm hoe
On the low

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

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

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

Just grab the mic, [unverified] do it right

J-Ro rock the till the needle start skippin'
I'm like Pippen, long hour sippin'
Uh, deep into books on my shelves
I like them sexy ladies that can do for they selves

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I sit Walley, and make my plan till dividends will end
With look, my grand one of a kind like a brick
To buy some shit once find, and flip it
But don't put a thang on we roll

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

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

Hey, the big idea?
Put gun away Harry we have a deal
It's never too late to improve bargaining position

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

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

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

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

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

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

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