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 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 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 like 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 G, and them 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 this, but I just thought that I should mention,
You looking for and the little intervention,
And them birds 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 want trouble, bitch, I the same thing

And you that imma ride with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most likely imma die 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 high, you see that im goin be in it
The sky is the

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

And imma ride my motherfuckin niggas,
likely imma 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 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 don't wanna fuck 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 livingroom sofa, (that's up, haha)
And you don't wanna with a soldier,
Use your head, or ill it off ya shoulder,
Mail it to your mom, wit a dozen of roses, (Now that's up)
And I'm a G,
And you aint gotta know the to see,
I that my whole city is depending on me,
And I forget a lot of shit, but I cannot the streets,
So you know that im gonna ride with my niggas,
Most likely die with my finger on the trigga,
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,
Don't worry bout mine, imma grind 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 look high, see that 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 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,