Luyện nghe bài hát Ride 4 My Niggas

Uh, Umm, ya'll,
Money, Cash Money,
This is, the 3
and gentlemen, You know me,
Listen, you I ride for my motherfunkin' niggas,
Most likely imma die my finger on the trigga,
They tell me dont get high, n i should try to a living,
I tell em imma hustler n id rather a killin
My eyes get so wide as it in the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma her,
I the ride, now I feel like armadillas,
And fuck ya hospital, money, we the illest,
And I gotta lie when I tell you im the illest,
My flow is nasty, C Y Phyllis,
Self made G, and bitches know the business.
Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist,
And when I was 5, my movie was the gremlins
Aint got shit to do with this, but I just that I should mention,
You for divine and the little intervention,
And them birds don't fly, my permission,
I'm in the sky, flying with the fishes,
Or maybe in the ocean, swimming the pigeons,
See my is different,
Like Wayne,
And if you trouble, bitch, I want the same thing

And you know that imma with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't bout mine, imma grind til i get it
And tell all of my that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the
Cuz the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And if you look high, you see that im be in it
The sky is the

Buck Ten in the coupe, And your love it,
Switching lane faster than she subjects,
Tell a don't talk to me,
And if talking to them niggas, don't talk for free,
And I hate when a nigga say is cheap,
Cuz im the to let money talk for me,
My is art, unique,
My can part a sea,
The only thing on a of a shark, is eat,
By any means, and you're sardines,
I got the 40 cal. in my P.R.Ps.,
do you expect, im from New Orleans,
And majority of my is riders,
They tried to make a brand new map us,
But the tourists down and spend too many dollars,
And no matter how you change it, it will still be

And imma with my motherfuckin niggas,
likely imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't worry bout mine, grind till i get it
And tell all of my that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
the sky is the limit,
Yeah, the sky is the limit,
And if you look up high, you'll see that I'm be in it,
Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you don't wanna with a soldier,
Use head, or I'll take it off ya shoulder,
Run up in your house and shoot everyone that's on the livingroom sofa, (that's fucked up, haha)
And you don't wanna with a soldier,
Use head, or ill take it off ya shoulder,
it to your mom, wit a dozen of roses, (Now that's fucked up)
And I'm a G,
And you aint gotta the alphabets to see,
I that my whole city is depending on me,
And I a lot of shit, but I cannot forget the streets,
So you know that im gonna ride my motherfuckin niggas,
Most imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't worry mine, imma grind till i get it
And tell all of my niggas the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
Don't worry bout mine, imma grind i get it
And tell all of my that the sky is the limit,
the sky is the limit,
Yeah, the sky is the limit,
And If you high, you'll see that im goin be in it,
Cuz the sky is the limit,
They me dont get high, n i should try to make a living,
I em imma hustler n id rather make a killin
Cuz the sky is the limit,
Hands up in the air, the sky is the limit,
Can you see me up The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,