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 shit

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

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

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

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

I'm a mackin' bitches, draggin' em down
The juss by they hair like, "Oh dear!"
Where the fuck is money? go there
I yo ass stuck, hungry starvin'
In the of no fuckin' where I swear

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 sellin'
(Come on, on)

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

Who in the hell, nothin' but Regime Ridaz
Southside wit big timers ballers
Killers, who live in off the water
Lunitiks, shippin' in after brick

200 percent, snow white Coca-Cola
Straight all the way from the Bay to Minnesota
you know '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, straight up uncut
Fuck they mamas, they fuckin' wit killas wit figgas
Psycos, drinkin' the bottles of nitro, now it was

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