Luyện nghe bài hát Ride For My City

[Chorus - Ace
I'ma for my city, grind for my city
Dare you to with me, the 9 resides with me
Ayo!
I'm so 9 to 5 4, the of my city, the core of Broward
Aye we at?!
Aye Lauderdale!
Aye we at?!
Aye Pompano!
Aye we at?!
Aye Deerfield the is my home
Aye we at?!
Aye Lauderdale!
Aye we at?!
Aye Pompano!
Aye we at?!
Aye is real and I know!

city!

[Verse 1 - Broward County
I got a .9 in '54
That means I got a license partner if you know
It's a drought, oh you know?
So he if he say he get it for the low
I make other counties mad
I drive fast in my Broward County tags
Brown money bag looking on that ass
I got Broward County swag
Kiss my County ass

I that Broward shit daily
like a spoon in the '80s
Bricks in the dashboard, all black
Strapped like a baby in car
Three on the car seat
Riding Sunrise, work in the RV
Headed to the East where them got that fungi
Fuck around let them choppers sing call it R 'n'
County at the heart of me

[Verse 2 - Broward County
I do this shit for so I'm speaking to the ra
I'm the hottest smoking, everything I spit is fire
My hood like my because I love it with a passion
The way I'm in the game you can call me Magnum
was dead so I took it out the casket
Thanks to Lauderdale now my money Alaska
I spit it like Khaled, Lauderdale we the
A.M.P. I'm the reason Broward got respect

Pompano I the tiv
J Stylez, all the Benjamins
A young stunner, like none other
I 'cash flow', call me a Runner
you heard of me?
Nigga not
Because I in the kitchen trying to get this work the lot
There's three grinders, weed, and selling rocks
And I'ma rep County till I'm in a box

[Verse 3 - Broward County All-Stars & Ace
flag swag, black Chevrolet
The whole love me
Even who ain't met me yet
Holler at me (incomprehensible) that's right except a check
I am from Pompano, you'll never disrespect my 'jects
The .5 me, and I will kill
Fuck with the goons from up to Deerfield
A lot dead homie, live will, murder caps since '99
The pussies boy I'm still

Hood]
I'm the it is Broward County savior
Pot of on that crown, call that macadamia
Fuck around, chopper down, you are
Not a sound, blocker blow, bag pay me up
Walk into my it's Broward County mania
Name me one, anybody hotter than this
If you buy uranium, a hater bury him
Hottest nigga born, it in your cranium!