Luyện nghe bài hát Ridaz

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

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 vagina
(Come on, on)

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

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

the game, another nigga done lost his name
For side bustin' fire somethin', I put it up in the air
You live to die hustlin', I'm fuckin' 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, starvin'
In the middle of no where I swear

Cut off privilege like welfare
Section 8, Smoke-A-Lot'll stay in Berlin
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, and big timers
it's 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 it's or hemp wit China
I'm not a on the strip sellin' vagina
(Come on, on)

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

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

I said the muthafuckin' Mobb hoe
I don't nothin', juss heard 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 Rap-A Lot
Owe us some paper, no reason for us to not glock
Posted wit yo mouth open, hopin' I don't squeeze

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

All of my Ridaz
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)

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

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

Torture, squeeze a niggas 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 some made
Outlaw affiliated! He chose to wit gages

Baraccaded the scene, yellow and white chalk
Niggas who like doe, I get off
a write-off, it's tax free money
Deliver 'em a China up 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 ridin' a BMX
GA checks at yo set, grab the promoter
By his muthafuckin' neck, don't be by the Rolex!

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

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

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

Yuk, I think time we fuck these muthafuckas up
Show these up, straight up drama uncut
they mamas, they fuckin' wit killas wit seven 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
I will shoot, murder up you and you we Ridaz!