Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train

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

1]
Ya see, it off in St. Paul from the street of Old Nash
And it feels so to escape and just kick it and laugh
My clan had to the ruckus cause we had the cream
All you can eat over at or some fish at Gaseen's
And I had to fix a good bag and make decisions and
Cause food ain't the motherfuckin' thang to waste
So get looney up on the set cause I got five on the fire
Will to East Point and make our way to Black Rirer
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 age pimpin'
My stay young off 45's Colt and chicken
Camels and Rolls filled with d's and
And mackin' them hoes, in dyke clothes
Comin' up slammin' Caddy
In Southwest, we'll it to yo chest
And we got it like some niggas on house arrest
we ridin'

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

2]
It's just one of those days when I can kick it like this and that
It's a free day, my got rowdy way back
I off of Cascade or Ralph David Abernathy
I shall and continue to keep my roots nappy
Cause afros in all seasons, they keep me
Some livin' that thug life so how long will mourn
I still ride, that's why I bounce my way to
I'm so bad that I'll knock you out, that's what my said
Sippin' on brandy, sunny days my best friends
Today you see and you cruise through the West end
They should've said it was Six Flags Over
Then underground, my Tuesdays would be packed I got older
If I told you one, I told ya ass a thousand
I got em' all in check when it comes to rhymes
Don't sweat the technique I just move the crowd
My mob's deep of alcoholics, people label us loud because we

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

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

ad-libs to fade)