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 south, dirty south

I I need a beater
want to the band
So I went and got the king of hell
Put on the deep thinner 250 with the big black
With the ten inch
Hopped out in New York, big city of
my cowboy boots gunna do my thing
It's a country boy with the of rock
And y'all can't stop this real
Colt and DMC and it's all good
He's house Queens I'm straight up the wood
I'm just camouflage wear-in Stair-in
In my cowboy hat and it's that
I'm gunna the power
in the flower
Any MC dat try me and D
Y'all better recognize the real Ride On, Out
Tell me how you

Ride On, On
out, Ride Out

Let me you
we all about, all about

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

From New York
to the dirty south, dirty

I can down Hermans from over Elle
where my name is known so well
I'm in a black pick-up a mini coat
Y'all all know I no joke
He came Georgia
Crossin the
Heard some of y'all were getting
Tell the reporters be a slaughter
Put away the wife and hide your
On points like this unstoppable
Toppin these two impossible
DMC is remarkable

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

On, Ride On
Ride out, Out

Let me you
What we all about, all

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

the heart of Queens
to the dirty south, south