Luyện nghe bài hát Nation Riders

Chucks to gators, to greater
Quit the to make the paper
Who said a can't be a banker
Ya gotta make ya money in large
Shut ya mouth, you ain't spittin no dolla
You ain't talkin bout swallowin
the mic turned on, Slink Capone for the job
'cuz you know I'm qualified
A lotta niggaz know what it takes to make
The pretty bitches sell they bodies from to state
You all up in the hype like Wayne Loc say
Try the again, 'cuz it ain't yo day
You wanna in head first, but you don't know the game
Now they got you for ya and ya Rolex chain
Even if ya leakin out a in the brain
Motherfucker, you still better them thangs
is the clique, and we supply the funk
Snatch a hatin ass punk and make him ride in the
Ain't no denyin us, we the
And we never let the iron rust
Anybody wanna get served, up
And if you ridin with us, get us
Slink Capone, One, Playa Playa on that ass
Get the cash, see in platinum we trust, nigga
I put a punk bitch in a chokehold for
Intervenin on my and we known for dippin
Don't try to clown and get caught up in the wrong
Ya head, what you think you too grown to listen
Only GOD really how long we livin
Unforgiven, but our be hunger driven
Growin up in the city, made some wrong
But plugged me in, now I'm on precision