Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

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

Pass me them 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 something to kill with
Feel bitch, when I get rich I'mma still hustle
Go down in history, taller then Bill Russel

Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the
Choppin' boys up, on some puttin' it in they shit
Eightball, F A T M A C K, known for it down
And shit the playa way

Callabo's of the ain't no secret
Space age means I don't do free shit
Time waits for no one, it ain't wait for me
truly, signed 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
I'mma 'til I die and I'mma ride for free

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

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

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

Inhale the cheese from to Tel Aviv
Y'all know it, shit, I don't bluff and no
I dont fuck 'em, fuck, I'mma for?
Make mine's, I'mma take

'Cuz I'm no like love before
Make scream like, gimme some more
If a nigga broke, what'd you fuck him
Waste of time, like we playette minds

Dont stop, get it get it,
Take it from a motherfuckin' pro
Y'all get that dough, we trust these niggas
gon' pimp if you let them, from NY to the dirty South

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All my hard core niggas, 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 ride for free

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

And my buck niggas at?
my buck niggas at?
Where they at, 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 remorse now, explore 'round
Them jackets be on the lose until the dope is

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

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

Call for the cops, boy your or pops, boy
Cash wasn't a million, 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 'til I die and I'mma ride for free

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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