Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train

Ooh, hey
Do you how to leave, ride...ride

1]
Ya see, it started off in St. Paul from the street of Old
And it feels so good to and just kick it and laugh
My had to bring the ruckus cause we had the cream
All you can eat over at Ryan's or fish at Gaseen's
And I had to fix a good bag and make and haste
Cause soul food ain't the motherfuckin' thang to
So let's get looney up on the set I got five on the fire
Will slide to East Point and make our way to Black
Lookin' like on the spot smokin' blunts and
Hit the store got up, got out and got something
That eightball, so I can do some space age
My blood stay off 45's Colt and chicken
Camels and Rolls filled with d's and
And playas mackin' hoes, in dyke clothes
Comin' up Caddy doors
In Southwest, we'll it to yo chest
And we got it locked some niggas on house arrest
we ridin'

[Chorus:
Ridin' on that midnight to Georgia, riiide
Ridin' on midnight train to Georgia, riiide

2]
It's just one of those days when I can kick it like this and that
a free day, my folks got rowdy way back
I right off of or Ralph David Abernathy
I proceed and continue to keep my roots nappy
afros in all seasons, they keep me warm
Some livin' that thug so how long will they mourn
I still ride, why I bounce my way to bank-bed
I'm so bad that I'll knock you out, what my mama said
Sippin' on brandy, sunny with my best friends
you see and then you cruise through the West end
They should've said it was Six Flags Georgia
underground, my Tuesdays would be packed when I got older
If I told you one, I ya ass a thousand times
I got em' all in check when it comes to rhymes
sweat the technique cause I just move the crowd
My mob's deep of alcoholics, people us loud because we ride

3]
See I felt my bones jump as I the road
I heard the squad was wiped up so I flipped my
On my way to D-E-C, can't you see
That Decatur is to B-I-G for thee
Lost Boyz around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Beamers
Yo cars get scooped just like Regina cleaners
It's Mountain Cats puttin' it down
They played Kurupt so I just gave all my a pound
Now my conflict was off some hay I smoked
I should be gettin' it cause life is too got short
And now my mind's playin' tricks and my actin' ghetto
Back to the C-P, I put the pedal to the
God bless the that's just got his own
Since I was a juvenile makin' money at home
I'm from a boy to a man, I've the end of my road
It's Ludacris signin' off till the next episode, let's

4]
Cause it's the
Where all the pimps and the playas just
We get the cash and the ass bail
We leave a trace but never a trail
Say it
Where all the pimps and the playas just
We get the and the ass then bail
We leave a trace but leave a trail

ad-libs to fade)