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 know I ride for my niggas,
Most likely die with my finger on the trigga,
They tell me dont get high, n i try to make a living,
I tell em hustler n id rather make a killin
My get so wide as it rise in the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma her,
I bulletproof the ride, now I like armadillas,
And fuck ya hospital, money, we the illest,
And I aint gotta lie I tell you im the illest,
My flow is nasty, 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
Aint got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I mention,
You looking for and the little intervention,
And them birds 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,
Dwayne 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 worry bout mine, imma 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 than she switch subjects,
Tell a bitch don't to me,
And if you're talking to niggas, don't talk for free,
And I hate when a nigga say is cheap,
Cuz im the type to let talk for me,
My is art, unique,
My can part a sea,
The thing 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 of my city is riders,
They to make a brand new map without us,
But the tourists down and spend too many dollars,
And no matter how you change it, it still be ours

And imma with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most imma die with my finger on the trigga,
worry bout mine, imma grind till 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 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 I'm goin be in it,
Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you don't fuck with 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 don't wanna with a soldier,
Use head, or ill take it off ya shoulder,
Mail it to your mom, wit a of roses, (Now that's 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 forget a lot of shit, but I forget the streets,
So you know that im gonna ride with my 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 niggas the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
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,
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 dont get high, n i should try to a living,
I tell em imma hustler n id rather 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,