Luyện nghe bài hát Ride 2 Da End

I'ma
I'ma
smoke
I'ma up on yo ass and bust yo ass in the eye
I'ma roll blunt up
I'ma

I'ma 2 da end (end)
till I fall (fall)
I'm on the hunt for tha
Gimme
I get mine (hey)
All about the (yea)
And let my thugs and Rydas represent me (woop woop)

better blaze the weed
And pass shit to me
And I'ma da gat
And hold it for my family
We
ya hatin' bitches
On the
Bleeding and stiches
Bitches ya got ya mouth wide
On the wed and all your hatin' and
keep me braggin' and boastin'
This shit is coast to
And I'ma ball I fall baby
While ass bitches
Spend they on that car neday
You even picture me rollin'
follin'
In an with twinkies and it's
stolen
Crack my Newports,
And I'm for a lickin'
If you got it
And I it
you hit
You and your
Foe Foe
Mean And Hateful
Mister Free to
You and fam
Can burn the
Who wanna
Who ride wit me?
We runnin wit da
Till the
And

ride 2 da end (end)
Ball I fall (fall)
I'm on the hunt for tha
Gimme
I gotta get (hey)
All about the (yea)
And let my thugs and mothafuckin' represent me (woop woop)

(Yayeah)
Hit the side
Intended to get
down the Ave.
Lookin' for titties and
Guerellis twinkies
See me sparklin' and
I'm like a
As I continue
The ass down
As I hit the switch
Heads turnin'
'cause see that Shank is perfen
And

Please understand that if these act up
They get ta leavin' in an
I got my hand curved a heata
And if your bitch is on my
Hell yea I wanna her
I'ma
You don't see them diamonds through the
I'm steak and shrimp while you bitches splittin' happy meals
get your cat peeled
Actin'
I got a for you
And everybody in your (Fuck you looking at?)
And bitch if you know
You better ask a
Lil' Shank mothafucka, I'ma till the end (E-N-D)

I'ma 2 da end (end)
till I fall (fall)
I'm on the for tha papa
Gimme
I gotta get (hey)
All about the (yea)
And let my thugs and mothafuckin' Rydas me (woop woop)

Do I tell you how much
That this cost?
Or do I gotta you how much dope a nigga lost?
Tryin' to come up in the
a name for myself
But this block get hit
It's bad for ya health
Gotta get on your feet
on the street
Minimum wage don't make enough for meet
What's up
The Cell Block, ho
And one question, do you dick in the throat? (FUCK YEA)
I be with the Rydas
out on the street
Gold around my neck
Brand new on my feet
And we up yo block
always wit a glock (buck, buck)
And a sack rocks
For them thieves on my
rockin' skrilla
Paper chasin' ends
I be 45 and slangin' rocks out the Benz
I'ma pimp by
And a Ryda 4
And I'ma 2 da end
Dumpin' all night

ride 2 da end (end)
Ball till I (fall)
I'm on the for tha papa
Gimme
I get mine (hey)
All the currency (yea)
And let my and mothafuckin' Rydas represent me (woop woop)

ride 2 da end (end)
Ball I fall (fall)
I'm on the hunt for tha
s'more
I gotta get (hey)
All the currency (yea)
And let my thugs and Rydas represent me (woop woop)

(Rydas)
And let my thug and mothafuckin' Rydas me
Uh...Bullet in this bitch, Cell Block, Foe Foe, Lil' Shank, Full
And let my thug and Rydas represent me