Luyện nghe bài hát Music To Ride To

Ft. Young Roddy, Da Skydiver
Dressed I got somewhere to go
But Im just my trees,
sweep the padio
Dump through a few magazines, rap report
Surf the internet reserve sum time at a resort
Im on the fool, I aint a child no more
But I play the out of thirsty hoe
It aint a game, its the brushin of my clothes
But aint nothing on my except wings, pardon me bro
As I make my way to the change, carve my place out in
Get and stay the same,
All palm shade, half kid, half
burning my
Yeah, mind on my money, on my mind
Im double time on my hustle and all bitches mine
Its that ridn smoking for you to smoke and ride
To all the trying to do
Yeah, mind on my money, on my mind
Im double time on my hustle and all your bitches
Its that smoking music for you to smoke and ride
To all the niggas to do
Aint nobody fucking with my and I put that shit on gs
She loves me. cursing when I
shit she acting like a girl it to be the boss around this piece can I breathe
Cause all I do is rhyme rhymes and smoke weed
You dont burn a tree,
Time of I burned down the
Take heat that money speak aint life for free
from low class to comfortably
all from bein a beast on beats, smoking that loud pack
as i trip them plain haters aint talkin about shit lame niggas aint nuthin like me
get a bite to eat, a plate for free
nigga please i know be grindin ll week.
Why when that money on yo street
i was to get cheddar

Yeah, mind on my money, on my mind
Im double time on my hustle and all your bitches
Its ridn smoking music for you to smoke and ride
To all the niggas to do
Yeah, mind on my money, on my mind
Im double time on my and all your bitches mine
Its ridn smoking music for you to smoke and ride
To all the trying to do
Same old shit a different day,
New weed Im twisting up, I break it and lift me up
Jet life nigga
Im high as fuck in the cut, just chilling, count paper up
You know the life of a villain sport and women
that polo collars partner, all well denims
Over Guccis no stunt thats how a nigga living, on gs
please, my paper peeling,
Look Im addicted to this shit and I cant fight the
Still tryna to my dollars up from the floor to ceiling
Niggas hating on us, we aint tripping off feelings
365 we making the killing
Spitting the shit we living
Yeah, on my money, money on my mind
Im double on my hustle and all your bitches mine
Its that ridn smoking music for you to smoke and
To all the niggas to do
Yeah, on my money, money on my mind
Im time on my hustle and all your bitches mine
Its that ridn smoking music for you to smoke and
To all the niggas to do