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 I'mma prove my and dump
Blast ryhmes I pump, turn your belly to jelly
MC, I don't think you rookies is ready

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

Callabo's of the dough no secret
Space age pimpin' means I don't do free
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 makin' bitches if you 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, they at
they at, huh?

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

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

the cheese from here to Tel Aviv
Y'all know it, shit, I bluff and no dough?
I dont fuck 'em, fuck, fake for?
Make mine's, I'mma take

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

stop, get it get it, bitches
Take it from a real pro
Y'all get dough, we don't trust these niggas
They gon' 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 and if it don't blind bitches
When them lights hit the
You won't be sticking shit, you be this

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
pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free

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

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

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

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

Plus a of killer ass, chronic gettin' blowed
Keep it froze, up in a Tupperware bowl
Stick of gold, somethin' the school of the old
Forever flows, I it down 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 hard niggas, what you wanna do?
My thug ass niggas, what you wanna do?
All my money bitches if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'til I die and I'mma for free

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

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

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

Juvenile's my name,
I represent it to the end, the same
Niggers be wearin' suits 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 my nigger, you's a hot boy
Blocka, blocka, blocka, get up off the block, boy

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

All my hard core niggas, what you to do?
My thug 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 real bitches at?
them real bitches at?
Where at, where they at
Where at, huh?

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

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

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

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

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

All my hard 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 'til I die and I'mma for free

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

And where my buck at?
Where my buck 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?