Luyện nghe bài hát Ride On, Ride Out

Ride On, On
out, Ride Out

Let me you
What we all about, all

Ride on, Ride on
It's out, Ride out

got me walkin
In the dirty south, dirty

I said I need a
to rock the band
So I and got the king of raisin hell
Put on the deep thinner 250 with the big black
With the ten inch
out in New York, big city of dreams
With my cowboy boots gunna do my
It's a boy with the king of rock
And can't stop this real hip-hop
It's Colt and DMC and all good
He's rippin Queens I'm straight up the wood
I'm camouflage wear-in Rayban Stair-in
In my cowboy hat and like that
I'm gunna fight the
Kill in the
Any MC dat try me and D
Y'all better recognize the real Ride On, Out
Tell me how you

Ride On, On
Ride out, Out

Let me you
we all about, all about

It's Ride on, on
Ride out, Ride out

From New York
to the south, dirty south

I can down Hermans from over Elle
That's where my is known so well
I'm in a black pick-up with a mini
Y'all all I ain't no joke
He came Georgia
Crossin the
Heard some of y'all were getting
Tell the gunna be a slaughter
Put away the and hide your daughters
On points like this it's
Toppin these two impossible
DMC is remarkable

How he stop it?
his gun.
When he his gun out
There's no to run
Like the Gatling gun works from the
And every we been in we always won

Ride On, On
out, Ride Out

Let me you
What we all about, all

Ride on, Ride on
It's Ride out, out

From the heart of
to the south, dirty south