Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

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

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

Three hundred and pounds of pressure to deal wit
I run with suave, always packin' something to kill
Feel this bitch, when I get rich I'mma still
Go down in history, paper then 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 shit the playa way

Callabo's of the ain't no secret
Space age pimpin' means I don't do shit
Time waits for no one, it gon' wait for me
truly, signed Eightball and MJG

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

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

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

I ain't new to this, nice bitch that's true to this
Money never been a thing to me
stack my dough, holla back
Ass fat, thighs thick, perfect

Inhale the from here to Tel Aviv
Y'all it, shit, I don't bluff and no dough?
I fuck 'em, fuck, I'mma fake for?
Make mine's, I'mma yours

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the motherfucker, baby
Ice cold, stories so I pimp the whole village twice
So tight fold crease right on the nose
Pimp clothes, drinkin' straight Buckstrum
toed, hoes, take a centerfold pose

Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter pros
Slam those, game tied tight like
We close three sixty five, twenty four
Hand bitches, a la mode, gettin' sold

a load of killer ass, chronic gettin' blowed
Keep it froze, up in a Tupperware bowl
Stick of gold, somethin' from the of the old
Forever flows, I it down as deep as it can go

Burn rolls, braids tight, afros
With pussy hoes, dicks get like poles
Pay the toll MJG is in

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

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

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

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

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

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

for the cops, boy your mommy or pops, boy
Cash wasn't a million, never hit the boy
You want props ha, you sold to the ha
You in a cell block ha, you too hot ha

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

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

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

Where the ones at? Beyach
Oh, you know how we
About all you wanna be ass ghetto super
Wanna be me ass niggas

Tryin' to be Foxy Brown bitches
I give a about your intermureal status, mother fucker
You nobody, we been doing this, been doin' this shit
We go way with this baby

Talkin' about this real shit on the fuckin' microphone
Pimps and and gettin' money
Tricks and and fuckin'
fuckin' clothes and shit ridin' Vogues and shit

Nigga on 20's and shit, nigga what you got?
Brand new nigga
You don't know nothin' this game, come on

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

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

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

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