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,
likely imma die with 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 as it rise in the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, kill her,
I the ride, now I feel like armadillas,
And ya hospital, young money, we the illest,
And I aint lie when I tell you im the illest,
My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis,
Self made G, and them bitches the business.
on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist,
And when I was 5, my favorite 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 them don't fly, without my permission,
I'm probably in the sky, 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 ride 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 niggas 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 high, you see that im goin be in it
The sky is the

Ten in the coupe, And your bitch love it,
Switching lane faster than she subjects,
Tell a bitch talk to me,
And if you're 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 to make a brand new map without us,
But the tourists come down and too many dollars,
And no matter how you it, it will still be ours

And imma ride with my 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,
The sky is the limit,
And imma 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 wanna fuck with a soldier,
Use your head, or I'll it off ya shoulder,
Run up in your house and everyone that's sitting on the livingroom sofa, (that's fucked up, haha)
And you don't wanna fuck a soldier,
Use head, or ill take 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 gotta know the alphabets to see,
I know that my whole city is on me,
And I forget a lot of shit, but I forget the streets,
So you know im gonna ride 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,
Don't worry bout mine, imma grind i get it
And 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 high, you'll see im goin be in it,
Cuz the sky is the limit,
They tell me get high, n i should try to make a living,
I tell em imma hustler n id make a killin
Cuz the sky is the limit,
up in the air, because the sky is the limit,
Can you see me up The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,