Luyện nghe bài hát Ride 4 My Niggas

Uh, Umm, ya'll,
Money, Cash Money,
This is, the 3
Ladies and gentlemen, You me,
Listen, you know I for my motherfunkin' niggas,
Most imma die with my finger on the trigga,
They me dont get high, n i should try to make a living,
I tell em imma hustler n id make a killin
My eyes get so wide as it in the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, kill her,
I bulletproof the ride, now I feel armadillas,
And fuck ya hospital, money, we the illest,
And I gotta lie when I tell you im the illest,
My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis,
Self made G, and them bitches the business.
Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist,
And when I was 5, my movie was the gremlins
got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention,
You looking for and the little intervention,
And birds don't fly, without my permission,
I'm probably in the sky, flying the fishes,
Or maybe in the ocean, with the pigeons,
See my is different,
Dwayne Wayne,
And if you want trouble, bitch, I the same thing

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

Buck Ten in the coupe, And your love it,
Switching faster than she switch subjects,
Tell a bitch talk to me,
And if you're talking to them niggas, don't for free,
And I hate a nigga say talk is cheap,
Cuz im the type to let 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 just sardines,
I got the 40 cal. in my P.R.Ps.,
What do you expect, im New Orleans,
And majority of my is riders,
They to make a brand new map without us,
But the come down and spend too many dollars,
And no matter how you change it, it still be ours

And imma ride with my niggas,
likely imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't worry mine, imma 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, see that I'm goin be in it,
Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you don't wanna fuck a soldier,
Use your head, or I'll it off ya shoulder,
Run up in your and shoot everyone that's sitting on the livingroom sofa, (that's fucked up, haha)
And you don't fuck with a soldier,
Use your head, or ill it off ya shoulder,
Mail it to your mom, wit a dozen of roses, (Now fucked up)
And I'm a G,
And you aint gotta know the to see,
I know my whole city is depending on me,
And I forget a lot of shit, but I forget the streets,
So you know that im gonna ride with my niggas,
Most imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't bout mine, imma grind till i get it
And tell all of my that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
Don't worry bout mine, imma till 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,