Luyện nghe bài hát Likwit Ridas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What good is a beautiful dame, with a Royals frame
And a brain my style be kind 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 rhymes
do crimes and never make it past they primes
My flows are like East Valley murders
Bustin' shit off like talk is cheap like Rally's

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

Fuckin' with the Likwit will get your head
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 around like my nigga Shawn Kemp, and I'm out

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

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

Trust no one, smash, my family 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 with greed

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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