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 me I'mma prove my shit and dump
Blast ryhmes like I pump, your belly to jelly
Veteran MC, I don't think you is ready

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

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

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

All my hard core niggas, 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 buck at?
Where they at, where at
they at? Come on

I ain't new to this, damn nice bitch that's to this
Money ain't been a thing to me
Always stack my dough, holla
Ass fat, thighs thick, titties

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the pimp motherfucker,
Ice cold, stories so high I pimp the village twice
So tight fold crease right on the President's
Pimp clothes, straight Henney'and Buckstrum
toed, hoes, take a centerfold pose

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

a load of killer ass, chronic gettin' blowed
Keep it froze, tucked up in a bowl
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
pussy hoes, dicks get erect like poles
Pay the toll MJG is in

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

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

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

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

my name, bitch
I represent it to the end, the shit
Niggers be wearin' suits on these blocks
All you see is your boys and

A hat to the back with a strap too
Willin' to bust a ass if he had to
If you the same my nigger, you's 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 ha, you sold to the cops ha
You in a cell block ha, you too hot ha

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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