Luyện nghe bài hát Ride 4 My Niggas

Uh, Umm, ya'll,
Young Money, Money,
This is, the 3
Ladies and gentlemen, You me,
Listen, you know I ride for my niggas,
Most likely imma die with my on the trigga,
They me dont get high, n i should try to make a living,
I tell em imma hustler n id rather a killin
My get so wide as it rise in the skillet,
I let my bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her,
I the ride, now I feel like armadillas,
And ya hospital, young money, we the illest,
And I aint gotta lie I tell you im the illest,
My flow is nasty, C Y Phyllis,
Self G, and them bitches know the business.
on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist,
And I was 5, my favorite movie was the gremlins
Aint got shit to do with this, but I thought that I should mention,
You looking for divine and the intervention,
And them 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,
Like Wayne,
And if you trouble, bitch, I want the same thing

And you know that ride with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most likely die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't worry mine, imma grind til i get it
And all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And tell all of my that the sky is the limit
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

Ten in the coupe, And your bitch love it,
Switching faster than she switch subjects,
Tell a bitch talk to me,
And if you're talking to niggas, don't talk for free,
And I hate when a say talk is cheap,
Cuz im the type to let talk for me,
My is art, unique,
My flow can a sea,
The only on a mind 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 tried to make a brand new map us,
But the tourists come and spend too many dollars,
And no matter how you change it, it will still be

And imma with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most likely imma die with my on the trigga,
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,
The sky is the limit,
And imma tell all of my 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 house and shoot everyone that's sitting on the sofa, (that's fucked up, haha)
And you wanna fuck with a soldier,
Use your head, or ill it off ya shoulder,
Mail it to mom, wit a dozen of roses, (Now that's fucked up)
And I'm a G,
And you aint know the alphabets to see,
I know that my city is depending on me,
And I forget a lot of shit, but I forget the streets,
So you know that im gonna with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most 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,
worry bout mine, imma grind till i get it
And tell all of my niggas 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 tell em 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,