Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

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

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

Listen, baby look, just with me
Swear that I got us
One thing I love it
See you wit that drama

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

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

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

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

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

We keep it real ain't no that 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 your dreams
Your my Beyonce, I'm Hova, won't you with me?

Even though I'm in the streets, you know what I do
And when I chase this paper, you ain't gotta 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 this

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

Tell em you ride, ride, ride
Till the fall off or the day that I die
That's on my ain't nun wrong wit tryna love somebody
Tryna tell you that

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

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

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 make it out this hood

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