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 anthem shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch we Ridaz, remind ya niggas high
If I introduce you to the ditch, you wanna die is the hit
Smoke, drank already lit caulkin' my
Who you you fuckin' wit?

I said the muthafuckin' Mobb 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 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 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 hemp wit
I'm not a bitch on the strip vagina
(Come on, on)

All of my Ridaz
Small grindas, pimps and big timers
it's heron or hemp wit China
I'm not a on the strip sellin' 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 on they gats, muthafuckin' murder fo' hire
attire, pupils dilated, nigga hog tied in barb wire

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

Baraccaded the scene, yellow tape and chalk
who like doe, I get paid off
Fuck a write-off, tax free money
Deliver 'em a up inside a Taxi honey

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

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

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

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

Yuk, I it's time we fuck these muthafuckas up
these muthafuckas up, straight up drama uncut
Fuck they mamas, fuckin' wit killas wit seven figgas
Psycos, drinkin' the 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!