Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die

leave the house unless I'm strapped up
I might get backed up in the
Niggas is dumping on me I got my zapper
up on me and I got one hand on the wheel

One hand on the steel, trying to break a for skrill
And I'm ridin' wit sharp skills
Funk season, whatever the reason, I'm wit drama
Send me one of them ass niggas

Runnin' home, cryin' to
So I kick the door to the whole situation
Fuckin' wit me, me ended up, having his family eraseded
Face it, no charges leaving the behind until

You better game
Bow when real niggas bail through yo hood
But be caught up in a twist
Flash on us you end up sleeping wit the fish

shoes, lady singing the blues, them sad ballads
Fried chicken, collad greens, and potato
Surrounded them by [unverified] of members cryin'
Eye for an eye, you or you die

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly
Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at but let them bullets fly

He got the Mac One-O and moved on the piggies
Hit 'em up and buck and leave struck when I'm tipsy
Ain't no love for the true thugs die for this shit
Wit 150 drum ride for this shit

Fuck the hats end locs, pass the fo fo
And watch me smoke them like the last hit of indo, and fo' sho
I smash and blast, nigga, when I'm provoked with a doe of platinum
I down a fort

Why you smiling for? These niggas playing on the street
That's where meet the heat, they sweep they ass up off of they feet
This ain't no fairy tale, you with Cel
Hit the scenes wit machines if you my team

It ain't no in between seventeen through your
When your crossing the realest niggas to spit killa shit on the mic
And the world feel us, hit 'em wit rounds [unverified]
[Unverified] of hollows then we follow niggas to they
And chop ass up wit fully-auto's

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at but let them bullets fly

Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly

I ain't no bitch, my life is worser than the movies
For real though, from steel to my uzi pushin' Impala S.S's
Benz, Beamers, to Lamborginis and my strip down
Wit X.O., Henn, and Remi, Rolex on my

Hundred dollar bill's crisp, I pull the from my lip
Then the 4-5 from my hip and spit, the incredible medical or core
The deadliest gas ever set off in a war, westcoast's the spot
we lock our million dollar doors, survival in hell, packing heat

Ducking from them, I'm a thug nigga
Step on your street and my heat and then I plug niggas
I be a G the G.B.C. that's why I mug niggas
flag I just sag and carry a mag and get off in the snitches asses
You a bitch but still ride or die, screaming out the
I'll have you die wit doc

Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly