Luyện nghe bài hát Nation Riders

Chucks to gators, great to
Quit the bullshit to make the
Who said a can't be a banker
Ya make ya money in large amounts
Shut ya mouth, you ain't spittin no dolla
You talkin bout swallowin mine
When the mic turned on, Capone for the job
'cuz you I'm fully qualified
A niggaz wanna know what it takes to make
The bitches sell they bodies from state to state
You all up in the hype like Wayne Loc say
Try the shit again, it ain't yo day
You wanna in head first, but you don't know the game
Now they got you for ya scratch and ya chain
Even if ya leakin out a in the brain
Motherfucker, you better throw them thangs
Nationwide is the clique, and we supply the
Snatch a hatin ass punk and make him ride in the
no denyin us, we the livest
And we let the muthafuckin iron rust
Anybody wanna get served, up
And if you ridin with us, get us
Slink Capone, Murda One, Playa on that ass
Get the cash, see in platinum we trust, nigga
I put a punk in a chokehold for trippin
on my Crippin and we known for dippin
Don't try to clown and get up in the wrong position
Ya hard head, what you think you too grown to
Only GOD knows how long we livin
Unforgiven, but our acts be hunger
Growin up in the city, some wrong decisions
But $hort plugged me in, now I'm on