Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

Chyeah, Ace
See mama, all I want you to do is it down for me
I want you to be my or die
While I go get this money, I promise I'ma get us out the hood

Even I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do
And when I chase this paper, you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it home to you
Cuz I ride or die, we gon' be good
And if you ride or die we gon' make it out hood

Listen, baby look, just ride me
Swear I got us mama
One I love about it
See you wit that drama

You be my ride or die Bonnie I'mma play the Clyde
Promise to move you out the into a bigger house
why you never trip I'm grindin' bump a 9-5
Gotta get this money, paper callin' but you whine
Gotta ask the cash come with you should see your eyes
why I surprise about you stacks to ease your worried mind

Cuz when I'm lil' mama home alone at every time
You blowed my phone up yet cuz you respect the grind
And you holla 'bout a problem keep it on the line
My gutta baby, maybe always gonna ride

Even though I'm in the streets, you know what I do
And when I this paper, you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cuz I ride or die, girl we be good
And if you ride or die we gon' it out this hood

And um, we can do long vacations, thinking Jamaica lately
Can't take them deep relations, baby just it patient
Shawty know what I do, know who I be
You know I'm in these the only way that we gon' eat

I it gutta never cut her when we in them sheets
I get some cutta grab the duffle then I'm in the
Come with bundles pimp a half a g and Louis V
But you trippin' never question bout a nigga g

We keep it real ain't no other could fill ya sneak's
I for you, you ride for me that's where we need to be
I hold you down, you hold me down and I fulfill your
Your my Beyonce, I'm Hova, won't you ride me?

Even though I'm in the streets, you know what I do
And I chase this paper, you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cuz I ride or die, girl we be good
And if you ride or die we make it out this hood

Now what's the definition of a
it all they gon' stand right beside ya
If you got one em in the eyes
Tell em you gon'

Tell em you ride, ride, ride
Till the wheel off or the day that I die
That's on my life nun wrong wit tryna love somebody
Tryna tell you shawty

Ace, chyeah, and I this to you, I'mma get us out the hood
Into them places that you thinkin' that you never
But you gotta ride them tires on the mini coop
get this cash paper bags and give half to you

Forget them haters, keep you tailored see sexydo
And I like your body all I think about is you
And I love the money so I guess it's doin' two
You ride or die smile when you see the loot

Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly I do
And when I chase this paper, you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back to you
Cuz I ride or die, girl we be good
And if you ride or die we gon' make it out hood

Yea, yea, yea, we gon' it out
We gon' make it out this