Luyện nghe bài hát Ridaz

Yes! Yes! Welcome!
(Thug throw 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 Ridaz
time grindas, pimps and big timers
Whether it's heron or hemp wit
I'm not a on the strip sellin' vagina
(Come on, on)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch we Ridaz, 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 think you wit?

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

this A-G-2-A muthafuckin' Ke you best believe
We rob yo spot, why not? We Rap-A Lot
Owe us paper, there's no reason for us to not glock
Posted wit yo mouth open, that I don't squeeze

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

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

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

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

the scene, yellow tape and white chalk
Niggas who doe, I get paid off
a write-off, it's tax free money
Deliver 'em a China up inside a 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
Flippin' GA checks at yo set, the promoter
By his muthafuckin' neck, be fooled by the Rolex!

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)

All of my niggas
Small grindas, pimps and big timers
it's heron 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 in mansions off the water
Lunitiks, shippin' in after brick

200 percent, pure white Coca-Cola
Straight all the way from the Bay to Minnesota
What you know 'bout, this Face Mob
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 fuckin' wit killas wit figgas
Psycos, drinkin' the bottles of nitro, now it was

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