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 I ride for my motherfunkin' niggas,
Most likely imma die with my on the trigga,
They me dont get high, n i should try to make a living,
I em imma hustler n id rather make a killin
My eyes get so as it rise in the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma her,
I bulletproof the ride, now I feel armadillas,
And ya hospital, young money, we the illest,
And I aint gotta lie I tell you im the illest,
My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis,
made G, and them bitches know the business.
Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist,
And when I was 5, my favorite movie was the
got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention,
You for divine and the little intervention,
And birds don't fly, without 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 ride with my niggas,
Most imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't bout 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 niggas 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

Buck Ten in the coupe, And your bitch it,
Switching lane faster than she subjects,
a bitch don't talk to me,
And if talking to them niggas, don't talk for free,
And I hate when a say talk is cheap,
Cuz im the to let money talk for me,
My is art, unique,
My can part a sea,
The only on a mind 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 come and spend too many dollars,
And no how you change it, it will still be ours

And ride with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most likely die with my finger on the trigga,
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,
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 sitting on the sofa, (that's fucked up, haha)
And you wanna fuck with a soldier,
Use head, or ill take 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 know the alphabets to see,
I know my whole city is depending on me,
And I a lot of shit, but I cannot forget the streets,
So you know that im ride with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most likely die with my finger on the trigga,
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,
Don't worry mine, imma grind till 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,
tell 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,