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 shit

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

I'm always into somethin'
If I beat yo ass then I'm dumpin'
Give a nigga the pumpkin head
Then come back an' shoot up they whole function

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

Fuckin' the game, another nigga done lost his
For side fire somethin', puffin' I put it up in the air
You niggas live to die hustlin', I'm wit playas from everywhere
Las Vegas 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 leave yo ass stuck, hungry
In the middle of no fuckin' where I

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

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 sellin'
(Come on, on)

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)

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

Bitch we Ridaz, remind ya 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 said recognize the muthafuckin' hoe
I don't know nothin', heard poppin' 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 Rap-A Lot
Owe us some paper, there's no reason for us to not
Posted wit yo mouth open, hopin' that I don't

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

All of my Ridaz
time grindas, pimps 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 niggas
Small time grindas, and big timers
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' wit niggas who did more years than Geronimo Pratt
wit hands on they gats, muthafuckin' murder fo' hire
Mobb attire, dilated, nigga hog tied in barb wire

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

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

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

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

Who in the muthafuckin' hell, but Regime Ridaz
affiliated wit big timers ballers
Killers, who in mansions off the water
Lunitiks, shippin' in after brick

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

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

told 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!