Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

Let's get it hype,
get it crump
Yeah, yeah,

Pass me them sweets, let's get it crump
If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and
ryhmes like I pump, turn your belly to jelly
Veteran MC, I don't think you is ready

Three hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to wit
I run suave, always packin' something to kill with
Feel this bitch, when I get rich I'mma still
Go down in history, paper taller Bill Russel

flows, I got 'em hid in the basement
Choppin' boys up, on puttin' it in they face shit
Eightball, F A T M A C K, known for layin' it
And doin' shit the way

of the dough ain't no secret
Space age pimpin' I don't do free shit
Time for no one, it ain't gon' wait for me
Yours truly, Eightball and MJG

All my hard core niggas, you wanna do?
My real thug ass niggas, what you do?
All my money bitches if you ride with me
pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free

Now where real bitches at?
Where them bitches at?
Where at, where they at
they at, huh?

And where my buck at?
Where my niggas at?
Where they at, where at
Where at? Come on

I new to this, damn nice bitch that's true to this
Money never been a thing to me
stack my dough, holla back
Ass fat, thick, titties perfect

Inhale the cheese here to Tel Aviv
know it, shit, I don't bluff and no dough?
I fuck 'em, fuck, I'mma fake for?
Make mine's, I'mma take

'Cuz I'm no nigga like before
Make scream like, gimme some more
If a nigga broke, you fuck him for?
Waste of time, it's we playette minds

Dont stop, get it get it,
Take it a real motherfuckin' pro
Y'all get that dough, we don't trust these
gon' pimp if you let them, from NY to the dirty South

And them bitches' tight, I got my mind right
And my ice, got the shine right and if it blind bitches
When lights hit the wrist?
You won't be shit, you be lickin' this

All my core niggas, what you wanna do?
My real thug ass niggas, you wanna do?
All my money makin' bitches if you ride me
I'mma pimp I die and I'mma ride for free

Now them real bitches at?
them real bitches at?
Where they at, where at
Where at, huh?

And where my buck at?
my buck niggas at?
Where they at, where at
they at? Come on

I'm the motherfucker, baby
Ice cold, so high I pimp the whole village twice
So tight fold right on the President's nose
Pimp clothes, drinkin' Henney'and Buckstrum
Touch toed, hoes, a centerfold pose

Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter those
Slam those, game tied like bows
We never close three sixty five, twenty
Hand chose bitches, a la mode, gettin'

Plus a load of killer ass, chronic blowed
Keep it froze, tucked up in a Tupperware
Stick of gold, somethin' the school of the old
Forever flows, I take it as deep as it can go

Burn rolls, tight, blazed afros
With pussy hoes, get erect like poles
Pay the MJG is in control

All my core niggas, what you wanna do?
My real ass niggas, what you wanna do?
All my money bitches if you ride with me
I'mma 'til I die and I'mma ride for free

Now where real bitches at?
Where real bitches at?
they at, where they at
Where at, huh?

And where my buck at?
Where my niggas at?
Where at, where they at
they at? Come on

Pimp dis', you and them need to slow down
Up in the mornin' in the court, 'bout to go down
There's no now, better explore 'round
Them jackets be on the until the dope is found

my name, bitch
I represent it to the end, the same
Niggers don't be wearin' on these blocks
All you see is your boys and

A thin hat to the back with a too
Willin' to bust a ass if he had to
If you feel the same my nigger, a hot boy
Blocka, blocka, blocka, get up off the block, boy

Call for the cops, boy mommy or pops, boy
Cash a million, never hit the spot boy
You want props ha, you sold to the ha
You in a cell ha, 'cuz you too hot ha

All my core niggas, what you want to do?
My real ass niggas, what you want to do?
All my money makin' if you ride with me
I'mma pimp I die and I'mma ride for free

Now where real bitches at?
Where them real at?
Where they at, where at
Where at, huh?

And my buck niggas at?
Where my buck at?
Where at, where they at
they at? Come on

Where the real at? Beyach
Oh, you how we feel
About all you wanna be ass super stars
be like me ass niggas

Tryin' to be like Foxy bitches
I give a fuck about your status, mother fucker
You ain't nobody, we been doing this, doin' this shit
We go way back with baby

Talkin' about this real shit on the mother fuckin'
Pimps and and gettin' money
and hoes and fuckin'
Mother fuckin' clothes and shit Vogues and shit

Nigga ridin' on 20's and shit, nigga what you
new assed nigga
You don't know about this game, come on

All my core niggas, what you wanna do?
My real thug ass niggas, you wanna do?
All my money makin' bitches if you with me
I'mma pimp I die and I'mma ride for free

Now where them bitches at?
Where them bitches at?
they at, where they at
Where they at,

And where my buck at?
Where my buck at?
they at, where they at
Where they at? on

All my hard niggas, what you wanna do?
My real thug ass niggas, what you do?