Luyện nghe bài hát Ridaz

Yes! Yes! Welcome!
(Thug niggas yo turf in the air!)
Smoke-A-Lot up in bitch!
(Throw yo in the air!)
the Ke, DMG, yes!
Let's kick this anthem

All of my niggas
Small time grindas, pimps and big
it's heron or hemp wit China
I'm not a bitch on the strip sellin'
(Come on, on)

Nigga I'm into somethin'
If I can't yo ass then I'm dumpin'
Give a the pumpkin head deluxe
Then come back an' up they whole fuckin' function

We funkin' rootin'-tootin', on blunts
Wit until a nigga malfunction
Get in the and punch it
be funkin' for nothin'

Fuckin' the game, another done lost his name
For side bustin' fire somethin', I put it up in the air
You niggas live to die hustlin', I'm wit playas from everywhere
From Las Vegas to on down to there

I'm a thousandaire mackin' bitches, em down
The strip by they hair like, "Oh dear!"
Where the fuck is money? Don't go
I leave yo ass stuck, hungry
In the of no fuckin' where I swear

Cut off privilege like welfare
Section 8, stay placed in Berlin
By the end of 9-8, yeah, then I'll be straight
Fuck off a G's and still got money up in the safe
nigga!

All of my niggas
time grindas, pimps and big timers
Whether it's heron or wit China
I'm not a bitch on the strip vagina
(Come on, on)

All of my niggas
Small time grindas, pimps and big
Whether it's heron or wit China
I'm not a bitch on the strip vagina
(Come on, on)

Go inside the twitchin', missin', my mission I the hit
Suckas keep yo mental mix is gettin' twisted
Who is this? In the wit fixings for the come up
Servin' rocks on the block 'til it get hot we ridin' on ya

Bitch we Ridaz, ya that niggas high
If I introduce you to the ditch, you don't die is the hit
Smoke, drank lit caulkin' my shit
Who you think you fuckin'

I said recognize the muthafuckin' hoe
I don't know nothin', juss poppin' by the door
Who flipped you in the river, did you see G
In the O by the

Flippin' this A-G-2-A muthafuckin' Ke you best
We rob yo spot, why not? We fuckin' Lot
Owe us some paper, no reason for us to not glock
Posted wit yo mouth open, hopin' I don't squeeze

Wit a swift chopped up to his
Say where the
We Ridaz!

All of my niggas
time grindas, pimps and big timers
Whether it's heron or wit China
I'm not a on the strip sellin' vagina
(Come on, on)

All of my niggas
Small time grindas, pimps and big
it's heron or hemp wit China
I'm not a on the strip sellin' vagina
(Come on, on)

I'm juss a Y.G. who snuck in the gamblin'
Scramblin' crack wit who did more years than Geronimo Pratt
Killas wit hands on they gats, muthafuckin' murder fo'
Mobb attire, pupils dilated, nigga hog tied in wire

Torture, squeeze a niggas nuts wit plyers put his on fire
Then escape juss like McGuyver wit the driver
Live and direct the projects that be gated on some made shit
Outlaw affiliated! He chose to spray wit

Baraccaded the scene, tape and white chalk
Niggas who like doe, I get off
Fuck a write-off, it's tax free
Deliver 'em a China up inside a Taxi

be lookin' at me funny, know I'm a trigga happy
Gats be hungry, barkin' on like DMX
Beat bitches PMS and flee ridin' a BMX
GA checks at yo set, grab the promoter
By his muthafuckin' neck, don't be by the Rolex!

All of my Ridaz
Small time grindas, and big timers
Whether it's heron or wit China
I'm not a bitch on the strip sellin'
(Come on, on)

All of my Ridaz
Small time grindas, pimps and big
Whether it's heron or hemp wit
I'm not a bitch on the strip vagina
(Come on, on)

Who in the muthafuckin' hell, nothin' but Regime
Southside affiliated wit big ballers
Killers, who live in mansions off the
Lunitiks, in bricks after brick

200 percent, pure snow Coca-Cola
Straight Yola all the way the Bay to Minnesota
What you know 'bout, Face Mob rida
Dumpin' off on yo 4 and 5 timer

Yuk, I it's time we fuck these muthafuckas up
these muthafuckas up, straight up drama uncut
Fuck they mamas, they wit killas wit seven figgas
Psycos, the bottles of nitro, now it was Yukmouth

That me that he got '5 On It' and I believed that
And now you better it too
Nigga I will shoot, up you and you we Ridaz!