Luyện nghe bài hát Ride On 4's

(*talking*)
Ha-ha, say

I got my Lac sitting low, like a Honda
Hundred sack of dro, got a G lifted
And the way I the grain, gotta be gifted
Dipping, in and out of swiftly
Tipsy, off but no beers here
I got a tre, and a ounce root beer
Muddy, a motherfucking hog pen
Banging Pac "Makaveli", that number eight again
go by, puffing on high
I'm feeling too fly, and ain't even high
See I's a gangsta nigga, I shoot or shank a
But it's about them swangas, that'll change a nigga
Have you chunking the deuce up, to a nigga
You shining harder than a bitch, he blame you nigga
Who could blame you nigga, you the damn thang
Staying true to the game, you deserve to

Behind that five percent, windows go down
Music never go down, my nigga say down
driving, pass that dro
Tip slow while you ride on 4's, when we on 4's

Hit your homie, let the third light glow
open the do', let em smell the dro
Naw we ain't capping, there for them bitches
We grinding hard as fuck, and riding on our
Shit the fam good, the kids
So why not grip wood through the nigga, come on now
Kush got me gone now, I smoke the stress
I been blessed, so if it's in the air the best
And if it's in my cup, that purple
Got me through the hood, riding in a circle
No destination, just riding
Big gliding, motor on siding
That's what it is, what could be
a couple pictures of the slab, in the letters
To my niggaz in the Penn, I'ma hold you
Show the whole unit, how we do in H-Town yeah

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[Slim
I'm rolling on 4's, the windows closed
Dro smoke up out my nose, letting the do shows
Playafali on my toes, gotta the world I'm having change
So I bought a candy Cadillac, up on thangs
Hurting boys mayn, Thugga gotta
I stay lit up, behind five percent tint
Stay bent on the daily, I'm in the hood
Shining like a superstar, when I grip the
up smelling good, gotta stay fresh
And show the world I'm blessed, everytime my voice up in your
Wreck the mic, and I on the 'vard
Every some'ing hard, coming out my garage
I don't barred, H-Town repping I'm dead
From the Tre to the West, to my G's off the
Boys out here getting bread, and our goals
Behind tint the windows closed, when I ride on 4's

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