Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

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

Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly 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, we gon' be good
And if you ride or die we make it out this hood

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

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

Cuz when I'm gone lil' mama home alone at time
You never blowed my up yet cuz you respect the grind
And you never holla 'bout a keep it on the line
My baby, never maybe always gonna ride

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

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

I keep it gutta cut her when we in them sheets
I get some cutta grab the then I'm in the streets
back with bundles pimp a half a g and Louis V
But you ain't trippin' never question a nigga g

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

though 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, girl we gon' be
And if you ride or die we gon' make it out this

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

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

Ace, chyeah, and I this to you, I'mma get us out the hood
Into them places that you thinkin' you never could
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 what's
And I like your all I think about is doin' you
And I love the money so I it's like doin' two
You ride or die same when you see the loot

Even I'm in the streets, you know exactly 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 gon' be
And if you or die we gon' make it out this hood

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