Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Slow

(Chourus):
Ride real slow, make your blow. (x6)

(Se7en):
Yeah. So hit me up, if your lookin for kill. cause it..
I got that light white russian, and i'm puffin.
You still nothin, I'm all that you ain't.
I got some in my pocket, and I call in the greats. (Aha)
Smoke kush, never fuck with the shade. cheese, purple haze,
Got me in a daze..
Smoke a blunt, get drunk. Pop the trunk and play.
and listen to the music we make. (Motherfucker!)
Yeah, I get i popping I hit the scene. Sip n' Lean.
up the windows in my limousine. (Bitch!)
Tell your to quit tryin to page me.
All up on the like: (I love you baby) (Aha)
And you know that I'm a stunner, Got your on my lap, I get dome in the hummer,
26" inches off the flo in the summer. I'mma this bitch rain, hope your ready for the thunder!

(Chourus):
Ride real slow, make your blow. (x6)

(Phat J):
in Burque, smokin on that killa man.
you got that kryptonite, grippin grains, lanes..
french-inhale, I'm puffin, beat choppin.
woah, slow. had them blown. but i'm on your radio.
so low, I think I'm seein them wide-screens.
swagga so clean, job, Ice Cream...
Parkin lot pimpin, how we does it playa.
You know we indie foo, and we get the paper.
Rollin on blazed, So i'm up the concrete.
and forth, so were rollin on swiss-cheese.
Got me so with a sip of this 4-0
Smoke up a J I smokes up one mo.
My watch is in high timez, like a lemon-lime.
My Jane that's my of time.
a as in business guys.
high, and gettin by..
Hit me a superfly.
Cruisin overdirve. Until I see the cops i'm like:

(Chourus):
real slow, make your speakers blow. (x6)

(Se7en):
Odale Vato! Que pasa.. Fasa.. hehe switches in my lo-lo eh.. Ride Slow Hommie!

(Se7en, Screams. J, Growls.):
Come On Ride Slow. Ride sloww. (x4)

Come on everybody Ride Slow. Ride Hommie! (x4)

(Chourus):
Ride real slow, make speakers blow. (x6)