Luyện nghe bài hát Ridaz

Yes! Yes! Welcome!
(Thug throw yo turf in the air!)
up in this bitch!
(Throw yo in the air!)
the Ke, DMG, yes!
Let's kick this shit

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

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

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

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

I'm a thousandaire mackin' bitches, draggin' em
The strip juss by they like, "Oh dear!"
Where the fuck is Don't go there
I yo ass stuck, hungry starvin'
In the middle of no fuckin' where I

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

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

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

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

we Ridaz, remind ya that niggas high
If I you to the ditch, you don't wanna die is the hit
Smoke, drank lit caulkin' my shit
Who you you fuckin' wit?

I said recognize the Mobb hoe
I don't know nothin', juss heard by the door
Who you in the river, did you see G Mone
In the O by the

Flippin' A-G-2-A muthafuckin' Ke you best believe
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' that I don't

Wit a chopped up to his knees
Say the cheese?
We Ridaz!

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

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

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

Torture, squeeze a niggas nuts wit plyers put his place on
Then escape juss like wit the get-away driver
Live and direct from the projects be gated on some made shit
affiliated! He chose to spray wit gages

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

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

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

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

Who in the muthafuckin' hell, but Regime Ridaz
Southside affiliated wit big timers
Killers, who live in off the water
Lunitiks, shippin' in bricks brick

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

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

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