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
roll this blunt up
I'ma

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

Somebody better blaze the
And pass that to me
And cock da gat
And hold it down for my
We
ya hatin' bitches
On the
Bleeding and needin'
Bitches ya got ya mouth open
On the wed and all hatin' and roastin
keep me braggin' and boastin'
This shit is coast to
And I'ma ball till I baby
While mark ass
Spend money on that car neday
You can't picture me rollin'
Money
In an with twinkies and it's
Probably
Crack my Newports,
And I'm for a lickin'
If you got it
And I it
you hit
You and bitch
Foe Foe
Mister And Hateful
Mister to ride
You and fam
Can burn the
Who smoke?
Who wanna wit me?
We runnin wit da
the E-N-D
And

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

(Yayeah)
Hit the side
to get groovy
Cruisin the Ave.
Lookin' for and booties
Guerellis grippin'
See me sparklin' and
I'm a diamond
As I glidin'
The ass down
As I hit the again
startin' turnin'
'cause they see Shank is perfen
And

Please that if these niggas act up
They get ta leavin' in an
I got my hand curved a heata
And if your is on my dick
yea I wanna meet her
I'ma
You don't see them diamonds the windshield?
I'm eatin' steak and shrimp while you bitches splittin' happy
Don't get your cat
hard
I got a for you
And everybody in your backyard (Fuck you at?)
And bitch if you know
You ask a friend
Lil' mothafucka, I'ma Ryda till the end (E-N-D)

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

Do I gotta you how much
That watch cost?
Or do I gotta tell you how much dope a lost?
Tryin' to come up in the
Make a for myself
But when this get hit
hella bad for ya health
Gotta get on your feet
on the street
Minimum wage don't make enough for ends
What's up
The Cell Block, ho
And one question, do you like in the throat? (FUCK YEA)
I be with the Rydas
Iced out on the
chain around my neck
Brand new NIKE's on my
And we up yo block
always wit a glock (buck, buck)
And a fulla rocks
For thieves on my jock
rockin' skrilla
Paper chasin' never
I be 45 and still slangin' out the Benz
I'ma by blood
And a 4 Life
And ride 2 da end
Dumpin' all night

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

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

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