Luyện nghe bài hát Music To Ride To

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

Yeah, mind on my money, money on my
Im double time on my hustle and all your bitches
Its that ridn music for you to smoke and ride
To all the trying to do
Yeah, on my money, 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 it down and lift me up
Jet nigga what?
Im high as fuck in the cut, chilling, count this paper up
You know the life of a sport cars and women
popping that collars partner, all well denims
Over them Guccis no stunt how a nigga living, on gs
Bitch please, my peeling,
Im addicted to this shit and I cant fight the feeling
Still tryna to stack my dollars up the floor to ceiling
Niggas hating on us, we tripping off your feelings
365 we making the killing
Spitting the shit that we
Yeah, mind on my money, on my mind
Im double time on my hustle and all your bitches
Its that ridn smoking music for you to 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 ridn smoking music for you to and ride
To all the niggas to do