Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Or Die

Yeah I'm with Roc-a-Fella man
Cause got money man, heh heh

Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh,
Yeah, Stevie J
ready? Yo, yo

How many y'all wanna ride (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna tonight
Nigga ride or die or or die
How many y'all wanna ride (ride tonight)
How many y'all to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or or die
How many y'all wanna tonight (ride tonight)
How y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna tonight
Nigga or die or ride or die

Aiyyo fuck y'all, I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all
Little motherfuckers ready for war
I your team in a crisis before, thought I forgot?
The rules apply, don't try to switch up your style
Y'all niggaz is pumpkin pie, and plain as I
Much better than you cat, shocked I got the news that
nigga ready for war, well where that fool at?
I wack rap niggaz severely punish them
Especially those that get for they publishing, heh
Always gotta be the nigga out the crew
I make more money off yo' album, than you
You see the respect I get time I come through
Check your own videos, you'll be number two
talkin' real greasy on them R&B records
But I'm platinum a million nigga, check the credits
S. Carter, writer, and for the right price
I can even make YO' shit
I roast niggaz like ya, smoke like ya
Take your little and put the toast to niggaz like ya
You know what the fuck we do and why we it
How I bring it to niggaz who, want it
Keep playin, you gon' me in your lobby blunted
And I don't even smoke nigga, ain't no
Niggaz cat fighti' with Jigga, kickin' shit
Makin' little but keepin' it secret
Cause I that deep shit that divide your peeps shit
Now I don't know if you fuckin' Jigga
Spittin' that weak shit

How many y'all wanna tonight (ride tonight)
How many down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many wanna ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or or die
How many y'all ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all ride tonight
Nigga or die or ride or die

Yeah,
Niggaz don't want it with Jig, somethin got to give
I got homes you hide, I hustle where you live
Jigga's the Don, scream "Jigga dandy,
is the bomb, about as thick as a arm"
Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the
Bitch I'm tryin to tell you Nichalous Bond
I'm a big cat, mami, can you dig that?
Cars, jewelry, homes, I did
Oh's, shootouts, keys, I that
Actresses, models, chickenheads, hit
I get stacks and still I kick
And run up on niggaz with the midac, where the at?

How many y'all ride tonight (ride tonight)
How y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna tonight
ride or die or ride or die
How many y'all wanna tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna tonight
ride or die or ride or die

Time to
The platinum from the white gold, right the door
The real from the fake, ready rock the raw
The boss from the runners, cats who ride
From the cats with the numbers, the five the six
I got cop n crash money, pop the money
Press the button, alluva sudden, in the stash money
Beef with Jigga, watch yo' ass
It's El Presidente, top brass
Now I flash the steel, I blast for real
My motto: you good as the last nigga you kill
I'm to snatch this meal, nigga that's for real
If you rollin me grab the wheel, let's ride huh?

How many y'all wanna ride (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die (die tonight)
How many wanna ride tonight
Nigga or die or ride or die
How many y'all ride tonight (ride tonight)
How y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many wanna ride tonight
Nigga or die or ride or die
How y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many wanna ride tonight
Nigga or die or ride or die
How y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride
Nigga ride or die or or die